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A flicker of nerves flashes across his face, but he nods, slipping his fingers between my cheeks to find my rim. With sticky fingers, he massages the area, but I reach behind and pull the head of his cock to my entrance.

“Go in.”

“You need to stretch a bit.”

I shake my head. “Can’t wait. Besides, I don’t mind a little pain with my pleasure.”

Michel groans, but pushes himself into me, aided by the copious precum he produces. It’s a tight fit, and it burns like hell, but I love it. Throwing my head back, I claw at his shoulders, drawing blood. The scent draws my attention back and I latch onto the wounds I caused, licking them away as I bask in another taste of his blood.

Michel’s cock tears through me, forcing my body to accept him, and I cry out in pleasure. Slowly, he rocks within me, pushing every button I have. I sink my teeth into his neck again, drinking while he fucks me so deeply I can feel it in my core.

I pull back and meet his gaze, neither of us speaking as our shared emotions wash over us. I’ve waited my entire life to feel this amazing with another person, wondering if it was even possible, and now I know it is, with Michel. It was always Michel.

My orgasm barrels through me like a runaway train, slamming into my body so hard that not a sound leaves my lips when it hits. I’m racked with wave after wave of pleasure, my cock spurting fountains of cum while Michel shows no signs of slowing.

But I know the moment he does come, as he grips my shoulders so hard he leaves fingertip indentions in my skin. That doesn’t slow him down though. He just tosses me on my back, grabbing my ankles and slamming into my body, pushing me over the edge again in mere minutes and joining me seconds later.

His blood drips down his neck and chest until the wound closes on its own, and with a shout, he comes a third time, shaking violently as he releases deep within me. He collapses on top of me, the incredibly heady perfume of his blood and our shared scent, cum, and body heat wafting around us.

After a few moments, he pulls his head up, gazing down at me. With his kiss-swollen lips, messy hair, and abused body, I realize I’ve never seen a more beautiful person.

“Eli…”

I stroke his cheek. “I know. Amazing, isn’t it?”

He nods, brushing his lips across mine. It’s not a kiss, but something even better, more intimate. It’s a promise.

“A second shower?” I suggest.

Michel chuckles. “Definitely.”

ChapterSeventeen

MICHEL

“Are you ready?”

I nod, glancing at Eli by my side for support before smiling at Maren. “I’m ready. It’s Garrett who doesn’t know what’s coming his way.”

Maren’s face is a mask of concern. “I’m glad you feel confident. I’m worried. He’s been such a loose cannon lately.”

“Don’t worry, Maren. I have everything under control.”

Maren nods, smoothing down the front of her dress. “Okay, well, I’m going out there.”

“I’m right behind you.”

Just as she leaves, Sean Richmond enters the city building from the side entrance. He approaches, a bright smile on his face. We shake hands and I introduce Eli. Sean’s wife is with him.

“It’s the big day,” Sean says.

“It is. All the paperwork is filed.”

“I received the confirmation.” He pats my shoulder. “You did get the extra security, just in case?”

“Yes. Plain-clothes officers are scattered about, as well as uniformed officers for crowd control.”

I can’t tell Sean that I can hear the growing number of people through the walls, their excited chatter, some of them gossiping about today’s press conference. Eli squeezes my hand, I’m sure slightly overwhelmed by all the new sights and sounds his vampire abilities bring.

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