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A Tremblay mating with a Kral would send repercussions across the vampire world. The delicately balanced alliances of the past century would be shaken. But it was the only way forward that I could see.
The only way to save Rafe from my mother’s vengeance.
The only way to stop the blood feud once and for all.
The only way I could have Rafe.
“Drink.” I pulled down the dress’s neck, presenting my throat to him. “Before they come to see why the cameras aren’t working.”
His gaze went to my throat. “You’re offering me your blood?”
“Yes.” I moved closer, touched his cheek. “Bond with me. Swear the oath.”
“You want me to be your thrall?” With an obvious effort, he tore his gaze from my throat to look at me.
“No, no.” I’d done this all wrong. I glanced at the closed door. How much time had passed? I took a steadying breath. “Not my thrall, my mate.”
“Your mate.” There was a pause that seemed to go on forever, but that was probably just a few seconds. “You’re sure?”
His fangs had already extended, and he’d stopped trembling. His gaze locked on my throat again. A flush of arousal touched his cheekbones.
“Yes. Drink, damn you.” I wrapped my hand around his nape, dragging him toward me. “Maybe it’s not what you want, but it’s the only way to stop Victorine from staking you.”
“Zoe.” His mouth was an inch from my neck, but he lifted his head to meet my eyes. “I do want it.”
I swallowed thickly. What was the catch?
But he was sincere. I could see it on his face, hear it in his voice.
A lightness filled my chest.
He cupped my face. “I want you more than I can say. I always did. It was you who didn’t want me.”
He trailed his lips down my throat and sank his fangs into my carotid. My heart thumped. I’d never had anyone feed from me before. I wasn’t prepared for the punch of lust. I was instantly wet and ready.
Rafe gave a sexy growl and shoved me up against the wall without lifting his mouth. His hand squeezed my breast, sending a hot lick of pleasure to my clit. His powerful body pressed me into the concrete, his cock long and hard against my belly.
He could’ve taken me right there and I’d have let him. It was agony to stop him. But we were almost out of time.
“Rafe.” I pushed at his chest, silently wishing my mother to Hades, along with Philippe, Tomas and the entire organization of Slayers, Inc. “The guards will be here any minute. We have to go.”
He groaned and thrust his pelvis against mine. A shudder wracked him. But he stopped drinking and lifted his head.
His gorgeous, too-thin face was somber. Midnight eyes burned into mine.
“By the Dark Lady and the moon She rules, I, Rafael Kral, take you, Zoe Tremblay, as my mate. My body is yours. My heart is yours. My soul is yours. I will cherish you forever. This oath I swear on my blood and yours.”
He took another long suck.
His words seemed to reverberate in every part of me.
The lightness in my chest expanded. I felt warmth, connection, unconditional acceptance, all wrapped up in the cocky charm that was Rafe Kral.
I wrapped my arms around him, caressing his nape and staring down at his curly dark head.
Loving him with all the strength of my starved and lonely heart.
He licked the small wound, healing it with the special enzymes in his saliva, then spun us around so he was against the wall.
