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“I’m still going to become a vampire if you never decide to seal the mate bond,” I said, my voice quiet.
“Brynlee, I tried to seal it a few minutes ago.Aeternum.Tell me you’re mine, and the bond will be settled.”
I shook my head lightly. “If I seal it now, you’ll probably change your mind when we’re back at your house. And besides, we’re still barely friends. I hardly know anything about you.”
“It’sourhouse. And if you’re refusing me now, it gives me the right to play just as dirty as you.”
My eyes widened slightly. “What does that mean?”
He brushed his lips to mine again, the kiss still light. “You’ll figure it out.”
“Asshole.”
He chuckled again, nipping at my ear before he released his hold on me. “We should go downstairs and see if we can help salvage the holiday.”
I sighed.
“No guilt,” he warned. “If I see you looking guilty, I’ll drag you into the hall closet and feast on you until your guilt is gone.”
My body warmed all over again—but when he towed me out of the room, I didn’t put up a fight.
sixteen
BRYNN
Thanksto the events of the morning and early afternoon, our timing was off for pretty much all of the Thanksgiving food. After a little debate, we all decided we’d rather eat everything as soon as it was ready.
We started eating in the middle of the afternoon, and didn’t stop until nearly midnight, when the huge turkey was finally done.
I’d never felt so full in my life. And no—for once, that wasn’t a sex joke.
Bash left me on the bed and carried my suitcase back into our room when we finally called it a night. I was sprawled on my back on the bed when he made it in, half-asleep already.
“You’re not naked,” he grumbled at me, dropping my suitcase next to his.
“I don’t have energy for sex,” I mumbled back.
“It doesn’t take energy to let me get you off, Brynlee.”
“It takes energy to get my clothes off, though.”
Bash grabbed the hem of my dress and peeled the tight fabric up, then off of my body.
I groaned. “You’re still hungry?”
“Mmhm.” He unbuckled my bra and slipped it down my arms, freeing my breasts. He squeezed them, and my body warmed.
Maybe he was on to something when it came to letting him get me off.
“You have to touch yourself too, if you’re going to touch me. I’m too tired,” I mumbled.
“I don’t have to get off.” He dragged my thong down my ass. “And I thought we talked about you being done with panties.”
“You talked about it, then stole my thong. I don’t remember ever agreeing.”
“You’ll agree.”
“Sure I will.”
