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He kissed the edge of my chin, then the end of my nose. “I was done. Full. At some point it’s just indulgence because I love how you taste.” He closed his eyes. “Thank you for the wakeup like that.”

“Inside of me.” What he was doing felt awesome, but it wasn’t the same as having him deep within my core.

He grinned against my mouth. “Yes, incredible. Yes.”

We fumbled around, ridding ourselves of clothing until, in a swift move, he pulled me beneath him. “I want to feel you come around me.”

“Can’t think of anything I want more.” In fact, it wasexactlywhat I hoped would happen.

He kissed the edge of my neck and then down to my breasts, taking one of my nipples between his teeth. When he nipped me, I cried out.Well, that was unexpected.I thought he’d just get down to it, but clearly Caesar had other plans. We were both beyond ready, yet he took his time. Caesar made love to my breasts. The more that he sucked, the louder he moaned.Or maybe that’s me?It was hard to tell which one of us was more turned on as he sucked and I squirmed.

“Caesar,” I begged, not sure I could take any more of his sweet torture.

He lifted his head. “Going to build up your tolerance for this. I intend to spend entire nights doing nothing but sucking on your tits. Hours of it, until you’re begging to come. But not tonight. Tonight? I’m going to give you what you want, because it suits me to do so.”

He was such a vampire right then, I almost rolled my eyes. Spoiling the moment seemed like a bad idea when I was getting exactly what I wanted.If he wants to think he can order me around, we’ll just go with that. At least until it didn’tsuitme.

We shifted only slightly until he pushed inside of me. I cried out at the wanted invasion. He wasn’t gentle, but that was fine by me. It was just what I needed right then. Over and over, we came together, me lifting my hips to meet his thrusts. I ground myself where I needed to feel him until we were both moaned again. The bed creaked and bumped.

I hung on for dear life until I exploded around him. He grinned for a second before following me into the moment.

I panted as he pulled me against his chest. It was nice, and I forced my eyes closed before I could ruin anything by overthinking.

Outside, thunder grumbled across the sky. I lifted my head, pulling back a bit, and he rolled to the side. “It was blue skies all day.”

“It upset you when Griffin went silent after you had sex, but with me, you want to talk about the weather?” He smirked. “Yes, it’s thundering, which sucks, because I have to go. As soon as Griffin wakes, we have to make an appearance at the compound.”

I leaned up on my elbow. “Do vampires hate the rain? Do you melt in the rain?”

“Everyone hates the rain, even vampires.” He kissed my cheek. “That was fun. And thank you for using your magic powers to know that I needed to feed. It was awesome to wake up like that, again. Much, much better than the ache that settles on me when I wake up hungry and have to seek a human to fool into feeding me. Or bothering with a servant. Or someone who is hanging around just hoping they can be one.”

I ran my fingertip down his chest. “How are the servants? They were my friends for all those months, or close to it. My bunkmates. How are they?”

He winced. “Can I admit I have no idea? I’ve never given them any thought. I suppose that makes me as bad as the others.”

“Not unless you’re trying to hurt them as some kind of game. But, yes, you should know who they are, ask what they’re doing or feeling, because that’s polite. They’re waiting on you.” A thought dawned on me. “Do you know the names of the paramours?”

“Not at all, and I don’t need to know them. Parading around in expensive clothes and carrying on like they’ve won an award? It’s eye roll worthy.”

I wondered if he understood what he’d just said. “Listen, I didn’t like them either when I was there. They’re not great people, but you’re essentially keeping me like a paramour. Paying for me. Fucking me. What’s the difference?”

“A world of difference. We have known each other since before I was a vampire. I think if I couldn’t buy you anything, you’d still be hanging around, or at least I hope you would.”

I kissed his chest, feeling his bare skin against my lips. “I would. Maybe some of those women would, too. We don’t really know them. I don’t know that I can make grandiose statements about what they would or wouldn’t do.”

“You’re being too kind to them.” He rolled over. “Griffin’s up. We need to go, but we’ll be back later. Then you can tell me about your day. I’m curious about what you did.”

I nodded. “Sounds good. Oh, I noticed there is no television here, if you want to get one. I would have bought one today, but I didn’t realize it earlier.”

“Yes, television. We’ll come back with one. It won’t be terribly long.”

I wrapped myself in the new bathrobe I found while shopping— white and soft, slightly too big on me, and I’d always dreamed of having one just like it. Griffin stepped next to me as I exited the bedroom, coming out of the bathroom. He smelled like he’d just showered.

“You look cozy.”

“Thanks,” I kissed his cheek then froze.Should I not have done that?He squeezed my arm in response, so I supposed it wasn’t too much of a misstep. “Have a good meeting or whatever you’re doing.”

He rolled his eyes. “It’ll be dull. Full of battle plans and a discussion about getting rid of the Betrayer. It’s always that. This war has waged forever. Rowan is doing a great job with new plans, but really… even if we do beat him, what will we do with ourselves then? I’m going to sneak away and grab books to bring back here. They won’t notice I’ve left once they’ve noted that I’m there.”


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