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"Harder, Stefan," I begged. “More.”

He pushed harder, slamming his pelvis into my ass, grunting with each stroke. Losing control, I cried out every time his cock fully filled me, the fullness and angle of him nearly splitting me in two. I could sense my climax building, inching me closer and closer to falling over the edge. His moans became louder and more violent as he neared his own completion.

"Stefan, do it. Bite."

His pleasure at my words filled the bond we shared. He leaned over me and his fangs sank into my shoulder. The overload of my blood, my command and the intimacy of our connection pushed him over the precipice. As he bellowed out his release, I willingly followed behind. The whole world seemed to stand still as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, some from my own body's release, but much of it was in response to his frenzied emotional state. It was astonishing when our minds became one in the intimacy of the moment. There really was no separation between us. We were one in every way. Body, mind, soul, blood.

The sheer intensity caused burning tears to stream down my face.

Stefan was quick to realize what happened and gathered me in his arms, pressing me tightly against his chest so he could calm me.

"Shh… I have you, vackra, " he soothed, smoothing my hair. He smelled like sex, blood, and a scent that was simply Stefan; sandalwood and home. "I love you. Everything will be alright."

His honest words meant everything to me in that moment. Not only did he have me safe in his arms, he was reminding me that regardless what happened with the Council and my father, he would be by my side.

Plastering myself to him, my arms wrapped around his narrow waist. I clung to him, unable to let go. "I don't want to do this. I don't want to see my father or the Council. What if.."

"This is the reason for your tears? Josephine, this is a formality. Nothing more, nothing less. We will go, give our explanations and leave. I promise." Stefan wrapped his arms and hugged me tighter to him. It was almost as if we couldn’t get close enough.

"But..."

"No 'buts'. We must show a strong united front. No weakness and no tears." He cut me off again, tilting my head back to gaze into my tear-streaked face. "Lukas and Anna will join us. We will do what is required and leave. We have vampires that are on our side. Remember that."

Nodding, I drew in a shaky breath. Stefan smiled in approval, the pads of his thumbs wiping my tears away. "Your father will look for any weakness to use to his advantage. Do not give him any leverage."

Stefan let me cuddle against his broad chest. He buried his nose into my hair, taking deep breaths. His voice was garbled when he spoke. “Also remember that I love you. Your love burns me from the my very depths until the only part that remains are the ashes of my soul and utter bliss. Meeting with the Council, the Board, even Kian is worth that sort of devastation."

Normally I'd feel the flush of blood spreading over my cheeks at his heartfelt words. Instead I felt the blazing strength of my love intertwine with his in our bond. "I love you. What can I say to top what you just said?"

He laughed deeply, his chest vibrating softly. "Just say that you love me. Knowing I have your love is more than enough. I have told you many times that If my heart could beat, it would for you."

“I love you, Stefan. More than I can ever express.”

***

We’d bathed, lingering in the shower until my fingers had turned into prunes and we’d soaped every part of our bodies thoroughly. I’d needed his closeness and reassurances. My gut instinct was telling me that tonight was not going to go as seamless as Stefan has assured me it would go.

Things never did.

I’d finished dressing when I felt the gentle tug of Stefan’s mind calling to me. When I probed our link, he’d carefully guarded his thoughts, yet it was clear he wanted me to join him. My curiosity aroused, I headed down the hallway, only to freeze in surprise when I entered the living room.

Chapter 7

Pomp and Circumstance

To say I was surprised to see Stefan sitting with a strange man was an understatement. Their hushed conversation ceased at my arrival, both of their eyes coming to rest on me as I froze at the entrance to the living room. Smiling nervously, I took in the large man sitting across from him. The stranger’s dark, ebony skin glistened and his strange amber eyes glinted in the dim light of the room. His head was clean shaven and his full lips pressed together as I timidly walked to Stefan’s chair. They both stood in unison, a beautiful mixture of dark and light.

"This is your mate?" His deep voice was level with no discernible accent. His eyes traveled over my face curiously as he adjusted the lapels of his expensive, well-tailored navy suit.

"It is. Josephine, this is Amir Negasso." Stefan stepped to my side and wrapped a possessive arm around my waist, holding me securely against him. "Amir, this is Josephine Anderson."

"It is my great pleasure to meet you." He nodded slightly, offering an outstretched hand in greeting. I placed my hand in his and he clasped it fondly. "This enchanting creature has tamed you, I see. It only took 800 years, my brother. You found your fated one."

With a gasp, I jerked my hand from Amir, twisting to face Stefan with wide eyes. "Brother?"

Stefan smiled broadly, amused at my evident confusion. "We are brothers only by blood. Solveig was his maker as well. We met Amir in Rome during our travels through Europe."

Amir grinned, his white teeth gleaming against the rich darkness of his skin. "I remember things a little differently. You always tell the story as if we met on a charming excursion, Stefan. For me, it was a trip I will never forget." He turned his attention back to me, his ochre eyes glittering. "And you. You are Kian's much whispered about daughter. Not only are you more vampire than you are human, there is something else about you I cannot put my finger on. You also reek of my brother. That I will not hold that against you."

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