Page 80 of Love Bites Hard

Blair and Zora joined us at the surface just as the elevator dinged down the hallway.

Some part of meknewthat Porter was inside it.

“If you guys are gossiping about us, we’ll be forced to drag you into our game,” Zora warned, throwing her arms around Clem’s shoulders and hanging off her back.

“We would never,” Clem said, feigning seriousness.

Zora snorted. “Yeah, right.”

“No gossip has occurred,” Avery promised, lifting a hand. “Siren’s honor.”

“We have no honor,” Blair said, lifting herself out of the water and plopping down on her ass next to Avery. “Only glitter.”

“The glitter is real,” I agreed, eyeing my arms reluctantly. It usually took two-ish weeks for all of the glitter to fall off, but I would put my bets on three or four for the insanely-thick layer of glitter we’d collected.

“Did you talk Clem out of going to the fae thing tonight?” Zora checked.

“Nope.” Clementine popped her lips on the ‘p’. “I’m going. There will be no talking me out of it.”

“She’s almost as insane as Izzy,” Zora grumbled.

“Look at me, I’m fine,” I protested.

All of them looked at me, and a few of them stifled laughs.

Maybe the glitter didn’t exactly lookfine.

“I remember you asking usabout clitoral hood piercings, so I’m thinkingfineis relative,” Clem teased.

“You were asking aboutwhat?” Porter’s voice had me jerking my head back, so I could meet his gaze way behind Blair and Avery.

“I’m out,” Zora said, disappearing beneath the water.

“Oops.” Clem winked at me before following Zora.

“Good luck,” Avery said, flashing me a smile before she dove in after them.

“I’d stay to help, but there’s a big, beefy vampire who wants to see my glitter,” Blair murmured. “You’ve got this.” She squeezed my shoulder, then used her speed to cross the room in the blink of an eye. She was undoubtedly headed for the elevator.

“It was an idea for the sex war,” I explained. “I couldn’t go through with it. I’m not quite that brave.”

Porter sat down where Avery had been sitting, his lips curving upward as he took in my glitter-crusted face. “Wow.”

“I know. It’s like someone attacked me with a bedazzler.”

“It’s cute.” He brushed the backs of his knuckles over my cheek, then pulled them away to see how much glitter was on them. There was a grand total of one tiny fleck. “And it doesn’t come off easily?”

“Not until it decides to. It’s not usually this thick, so it’s going to be on for a while. Maybe it will make it easier for you to resist me.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “Is yourentirebody covered in glitter?”

“Every inch.”

“Then this will make it harder to resist you, not easier. I’ve never tasted your pleasure while you literally sparkle for me.”

“Notfor you.”

“You’re my mate. Everything about you isfor me, even if you refuse to let me have you at the moment.”

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