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Her eyes widen. “Really? Why would you choose his name? They’re my mates, too.” A blush sweeps over her porcelain skin. “If we’re really going through with this, I expect I’ll say their names at some point.”
“That’s precisely why,” I say as I nuzzle into her. She smells like magic and sex, awakening a raw need inside of me that has a dangerous edge. “I have no problem with sharing, but I do have a competitive side. When you climax, I wantmyname coming from your lips.” I lick her pulse, eager for more of her delectable blood. But only if she offers it. Now that we have a spelled safe word, I feel less hesitant to indulge when it comes to my new mate. I’ll drive her mad until she’s begging for me to be inside of her—both my fangs and my cock. “But I do believe we were in the middle of something that I’d very much like to finish.”
Her breath shudders against my lips, drawing me in. “We were?”
“We have to test that your spell is effective. It’s only prudent,” I say, continuing to play our game as I graze my tongue over her lower lip. She flinches when I nip her.
“Perfectly prudent,” she agrees, her words going husky and low. Her power still rips through me with every sound she utters, but I’m growing used to it.
Ilikeit.
And I mean that I want to test her safe word. I want to know her limits now that it’s safe to do so.
She makes a sound of pleasure, not pain, when I dig my fingers into her hip and yank her against me.
She complies when I growl, wilting against me like a perfect rose.
She bares her neck and it’s too fucking much. Too tempting.
I sink my teeth into her, relishing her cry.
No safe word yet? All right then, little mate.
It’s time to play.
Chapter26
Issy
Zyranis going to be the death of me,I decide as he works his jaw against my throat, then pulls my blood into his mouth.
He’s feeding on me. It should be terrifying, or at least painful.
But it’s neither of those things.
It’s…euphoric.
Warmth tingles through my body as he continues and I realize there’s something different about Zyran’s bite. He’s a hybrid vampire, and his other half includes death magic.
I’ve looked into his eyes. He’s powerful, maybe even more powerful than Jasper.
Jasper has learned how to disable his death touch, but not Zyran.
Zyran’s death sight is something he deals with every moment of every day. Hecan’tturn it off.
Perhaps that’s not a lack of skill or willpower, but rather a testament to how much magic he really has.
When his hand slips over my collarbone to secure me against him, I clench my thighs and make a sound.
He pauses, as if he’s listening for the safe word we just established, but I certainly don’t want to call on my sister right now.
She might disapprove of the darkness I sense in my mates. But they’re necromancy-vampire hybrids—what does she expect?
However, the truth is that my sister would disapprove of the darkness my mates bring out ofme. They feed my deepest desires, ones I’ve hidden out of shame.
Because it feels like there’s something wrong with me.
“There’s nothing wrong with you, baby girl,” Zyran says against my ear.
