“Now that I’m awake, let’s get out of here.” I glance around the room, looking for my stuff.
“Hold up there, Riyah. We leave when the doc here says you’re ready. We’re not taking any chances with your health. You scared the crap out of me.”
“Poor mate.” I hold out my hand to Jax. “I hate to see you suffer.”
Holding my hand in his, Jax leans down to kiss me. I close my eyes in anticipation. My toes are ready to curl in delight.
His warm lips touch mine, sending waves of the heat that I crave radiating from him through my body. I want more. I reach up to pull his head down to mine.
“I love you. Being with you is all I want. This isn’t suffering,” Jax speaks against my lips. His smile presses into my mouth. “But my brother running around Sleepy Briar naked sure is.”
I love my mate. Twin or not, he’s the only one for me. I glance at the door blocking my hospital room. “Any chance that door has a lock on it? I’m in need,” I say with a grin, my fangs descending.
He shakes his head, and his eyes darken on me. “I bet the supply closet does.” He scoops me up and he exposes his neck. I lean in and run the tip of my tongue over his pulse point before sinking the tips of my fangs into his jugular.
He groans gruffly and his hold tightens around me. He swings me until my legs are around his waist.
We fall into a nearby wall and he wraps his powerful arms around me protectively. Possessively. Headache or not, this is all I need. My mate, his blood and…
I draw in deeply and the pulse of my mate’s cock between my legs is the only other remedy I crave.
I’ve been moon bitten by my mate and now he’s been fanged. Only thing left to do is live happily ever after. Forever.
I withdraw, swipe my tongue to seal the puncture wounds, and whisper, “Let’s find somewhere private where you can bite me back.”
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