Page 35 of Love Bites

That had to be because of our mate bond, didn’t it?

Settling back into bed, I set my second pillow down vertically in the middle of the mattress, then snuggled up against the divider I’d created.

There.

Now, I wouldn’t be tempted to wrap myself around Damian’s perfect body.

A few minutes later, the man came strolling through the arch that led into the bathroom. He smelled amazing, but I wasn’t about to say that.

Closing my eyes, I tried to act like I was asleep, so he wouldn’t realize what I’d seen.

I didn’t hear him put clothes on.

Which was bad news for my logical self, and great news for my outrageously horny side.

“The smell of your desire is so fucking delicious,” he murmured, and I heard him tuck himself into bed. “You watched me, didn’t you?”

“I may have accidentally caught a glimpse while I was looking for another pillow,” I said into my divider.

“Good. All I could think about was you.”

My body flushed further. “I don’t think this shared bedroom thing is going to work. I need more space. This is way too intense.”

“You can move to another room, but I’ll follow you there. You belong to me. I’m not letting you sleep away from me.”

“Why not?”

“Because if I can’t see you, I have no idea who you’re with.” The words were blunt, but not entirely surprising.

“You should be able to trust me, if we’re going to share our lives like this.”

“Trust takes time.”

“Love does too. And I’d like to avoid that, at all costs.”

“Don’t fall in love with me, then.” He said the words casually, like I was able to prevent something very natural.

“If you would wear clothes to bed, or at least let me have my own mattress, that would be easier,” I tossed back.

He chuckled. “No.”

“You’re infuriating,” I grumbled.

“I’m aware.” He hit the button to lower the canopy over us, and some part of me immediately settled as darkness wrapped around us.

“Don’t move this pillow out from between us,” I whispered.

“I won’t. Feel free to climb over it and have your way with me if you get horny. I’ll sacrifice sleep for sex at any hour.”

I scowled. “Of course you will.”

“I’m not kidding. Sit on my face, climb on my cock… I have no limits.”

“Go to sleep, asshole.” I swatted at him, and he chuckled again.

“Goodnight, little siren.

I snuggled my pillow a little tighter, praying I wouldn’t climb over it in my sleep. I needed to channel the humans’ vampire legends and sleep like the dead.

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