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I shuddered, not sure that was information I wanted to know.

“You'd be surprised how many people go missing on cruise boats and no one even knows until the boat docks at the final port and they don't get off. There was one woman who went on a cruise and didn't tell her family. No one reported her missing until a week after she should have gotten off.”

“That's crazy.”

“It helps us.”

“Because you can feed and as long as you're careful and mix it up no one knows you killed a passenger,” I replied, not sure how I felt about such a devious way to hide it.

He frowned and shook his head. “We don't kill very many people. Not true-bloods. Do you know how quickly we would be hunted if we actually murdered so many. Yeah, some of our turned get out of hand, but we try to keep them as in order as you do. We have enthralled for a reason.”

I sat back, trying to process what I was hearing. This was entirely news to me. The guild painted vampires as all bad and something to be destroyed. So had my parents. Could he be telling me the truth?

Whether he was or he wasn't, I got the feeling that I was about to find out.

As I considered the information he'd given me, I tried to think of some more questions I could ask him, but for now I thought I had learned enough. I got the impression that a lot of the rest I would find out once I was on a cruise boat with him and we were on our way to our destinations.

There was also likely to be more alone time than I had anticipated if we were going to be on a cruise ship. From my understanding there would be times we would be in a small room by ourselves, even if we had a nice balcony or other extra perks. It made me wonder what dinner was like and if the vampires all ate. Given Leo's current attitude to everything I suspected that I might be getting a lot of room service.

“Come here,” Leo said, pulling me out of my thoughts. He put his arm through the gap between us again and pulled me into a hug. “Done with the questions for now?”

“I think so. Can I ask some more later?”

“You may, but not around anyone else, okay?”

I nodded as he brought his face in closer to mine. I kissed him again, as eager to do so once more as he seemed to be me. Kissing him was wonderful and heat flushed through me every time I did. He'd also promised to reward me for behaving for him earlier and I hoped that I might finally get that reward.

His spare hand soon roamed again, sliding over my body and arousing me all over again. After the frustration that had been building in me it didn't take long to have me wet again and leaning into him and the kisses. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I opened to him, wanting him to feel the desire I had.

As he tugged and tweaked my nipples again, gentle enough that it only increased the heat and longing for him I felt, I moaned into his mouth.

He pulled back enough to chuckle and then plunged his hands down between my legs. He pulled my dress up, exposing me for a few seconds before I could get my blanket rearranged. I gasped as his fingers quickly found my pussy.

“God you're wet,” he whispered in my ear. “Would you like me to do something about that?”

“Yes, please,” I replied, not even hiding how badly I wanted it. It was taking all my self control not to grind against his hand or touch myself to take care of it.

He didn't respond but slid two fingers deep into me again while he used the heel of his hand to rub against my clit. I tried not to writhe too much, but it felt so good that I could barely think of anything else. He knew exactly what to do to drive me wild.

“Are you close?” he asked, his voice almost a growl into my neck.

“Mmhmm.” I couldn't speak, too close and wanting to enjoy every minute of this.

As quickly as he had started touching me, he stopped, pulling away from the entire embrace except to grab a nipple and twist it painfully on the way.

I gasped at the sudden pain so close to my orgasm and it killed the good feeling almost instantly, leaving me even more frustrated than before. No matter how much I wanted to ask him what the hell he was doing to me, I couldn't speak.

“Not yet,” he said and leaned back in his chair. I could see the corner of a smirk on his face but I wasn't sure what to do. The emotions that flooded me at being toyed with like this were intense, but there was also a certain delight to all this.

I was doing exactly as I was told at every moment and while he was clearly deliberately making me very sexually frustrated, I was calm in my mind. There was no overthinking or questioning. There was just obeying him and seeing what happened.

Of course, if he continued torturing me like this, I might feel very differently soon.

Chapter 15

Leandro

It had taken all my self control not to do all sorts to Anais in the last few hours of the flight, but I had forced myself to do nothing but keep teasing her. Each time I had fucked her pussy with my fingers she had begged me to make her cum, but I'd denied her. By the fourth time of teasing her it was clear she wouldn't be able to handle any more, especially not without making it obvious to everyone on the plane that I had been tormenting her.

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