Page 22 of Craving Her Vampire

“Fuck, I’m going to be a dad.” He sighs. “Laken didn’t want to leave her alone. We just found out last week. We wanted to confirm it before sharing.”

“It’s amazing news.” I cup his neck, pressing my forehead to his. “I will take care of my mate. You go home and take care of yours.” I step back.

“This doesn’t mean we can’t help,” he says.

“Yes, it does. Your mate is carrying a dragon shifter. It is a rare breed. She needs you more than I do.” It would wreck all of us if something happened to Penny or the baby.

“Saphira will stand in for us,” he offers.

“Alright.” Now is not the time to tell him she’s been learning from me. “Go home to your mate.”

“Keep me informed,” he says, turning toward the stairs.

“One more thing,” I say, and he stops on the first step, looking over his shoulder. “Inform the group that when they meet my mate, if any of their possessions go missing, don’t say anything. I’ll replace it.”

He tilts his head. “This is a possibility? Things go missing?”

“Yes,” I confirm. I don’t wait for a response; I enter the apartment, shutting and locking the door. I resume my position, watching my mate’s chest rise and fall. Reaching for the neck of my shirt, I pull it over my head and lean back in the chair. Dropping my shirt on the floor, I stretch my legs and cross my ankles.

I’m still fucking thirsty.

My thirst isn’t going to be quenched until I can feed on Daisy. I fold my hands over my chest, my knuckles turning white from the pressure. I have to force myself to stay in the chair.

Any vampire who finds their mate, no matter how old, has a difficult time controlling their urges. We are naturally possessive; any shifter is, but we are a different breed. Shifters are different. They are naturally open with their need for physical touch. Throughout time, shifters can have more than one mate they bond with forever. Vampires are too aggressive to share. We are selfish. Possessive. Ruthless. I'm not sayingshifters aren’t; I know many who would chop you to pieces for looking at their mate. I can’t rule out the possibility of a vampire throuple, but in my experience, I haven’t met anyone with such a bond.

I roll my eyes when I hear my phone buzz. The news is out. I smile as I read the text from Sally.

Your sexy vampire ass is taken now.:-(

I shake my head. Only the rabbit can distract me.

I am watching her now.

Oh…the fun kind of watching?

She’s sleeping.

I love texting with Sally. At first, the sound of my phone going off ten times in a row before I was able to hit send was frustrating. I have learned to wait for her rapid, short responses. The woman can’t put all her thoughts in one message.

Bummer.

Your old ass needs some action. ;-)

Don’t worry about me.

I have worried.

Thrilled for you.

Thanks. What are you doing? Do you have a hot date?

Always.

I get bored easily.

That’s been my line.

I worry about my friend. As much as she avoids talking about it, she does get lonely. I want her to find her mate, too.

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