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The room is so quiet as he stares at me with unfiltered lust. Our pocket watches tick in unison, just like our hearts.

As I grip his wrist, I can feel how his pulse is synced up with mine. My finger is right over the puncture marks from earlier, and my gaze drops to the hickey, purple and oval shaped.

Another rumble comes from my stomach.

“You’re after my blood,” Ellister accuses in a mock-dramatic way.

I can’t even pretend to deny it. Because his assumption is correct.

Along with thoughts of sex, his blood has been on my mind all day. I’ve been craving it. Consuming him gave me a sort of high. I’ve never been so satisfied before, and I know it was the same for him.

Flirtatiously toying with the ribbon lacing up the material over my breasts, I look up at his face. “So?”

Ellister’s muscles are tense, and his breathing quickens. “You just had it this morning.”

“You said it yourself—once wouldn’t be enough. Tell me you haven’t been thinking about it.”

“It’s going to become a habit with us.” The way he says it has more acceptance than objection.

“You don’t sound surprised or opposed to it.”

He lets out a defeated sigh. “We both know it’s inevitable.”

“I’m glad you see reason. I was willing to do some convincing, but now we can just skip to the good part.”

“The good part?”

“Have I mentioned I’m a very good multitasker?”

“I’ve noticed.”

“Well, I figure this can be a two-birds-one-stone sort of deal. What would be better than drinking from each other and having sex at the same time?”

“Feeding during sex…” Ellister warns. “Combining the two… We’d be wandering into dangerous territory.”

“What kind of danger?”

“If we do it our first time, every other time after could fall short in comparison.”

“I don’t care,” I state recklessly.

This is our world. Our little slice of heaven. No one can make the rules for us here.

Stepping back, I put enough distance between us to tug at the ribbon cinching the neck of my nightgown. The bow comes undone, the fabric loosens, and it slips off my shoulders. My nipples are so stiff, it gets caught on them, hanging there and prolonging the suspense.

I wiggle, and the material falls.

When my breasts are revealed, Ellister sucks in a breath.

Although we’ve messed around and we’ve been in intimate situations, he’s never seen me topless, let alone completely naked.

Daylight spills in through the curtains, even though it’s the middle of the night. There’s something erotic about standing completely nude in a brightly lit room in front of Ellister. It’s raw and exciting. New.

When I look at him looking at me, there’s so much love and lust in his eyes as he admires my body.

He reaches for me like we’re magnetized, his arms going around me. Gripping my waist, he yanks me closer.

Dipping his head, he sniffs my neck, running his nose along my skin. His lips skim my pulse point, but he doesn’t bare his teeth.

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