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I buried my fingers in his hair. “They sound like it.”

He smiled sadly, then kissed my nose. “So maybe it’s fate that we met in February, too. Maybe in a week we’ll be mated and in love and start our life together, just like my parents.”

My chest filled with so much warmth, I didn’t know what to do with it, so I kissed him instead. I held his head and played with his hair as I devoured his mouth, and he wrapped me so tight in his arms it was like he never wanted to let me go.

But then he broke the kiss and whispered, “May I drink from you?”

I groaned out, “Yes.”

He leaned in, pushed my collar to the side, and bit down on my neck. It stung again, but only for a split-second before it turned to bliss, and we both moaned. Why did being fed from feel so damn good?

Dorian drank from me and ran his hands over my back, arms, ass, and into my hair. I felt like he was everywhere, yet I wanted more. More of his touch, more of his skin, more of him. I had the urge to lean down and bite his shoulder, which was so weird, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to do it.Is vampire blood addicting?

He pulled his fangs out, and I groaned in protest, but he licked my wound closed and whispered, “I can’t take more after drinking from you last night, too.” He kissed my shoulder. “Thank you, my treasure.”

Cupping his jaw, I pulled his mouth to me, giving him a deep kiss so I could taste my blood on his tongue. He moaned loudly and moved his hips under me. I wanted him so fucking much. I wanted every piece of him.

He broke the kiss. “Will you let me take you home—to my home tonight? We can take it one night at a time?”

“Yes.”

He blew out a relieved breath and kissed my lips again, but pulled back. “If I don’t stop kissing you, I’m afraid I’ll lose myself and try to take you right here, and…” He glanced over my shoulder. “I don’t feel right doing that here.”

“Uh, yeah, you’re right.” I glanced over my shoulder at the Holy Tree. “Yeah, definitely right.”

He chuckled, then abruptly stood up. Since I was on his lap, I was afraid I’d fall, but he lifted me with him, then gently placed me on the ground before picking up the blanket and the basket. “Let’s hurry. Your scent is killing me.”

I let the vampire lead me by the hand all the way back to his quarters, and once I was inside with him, I sorta never wanted to leave. Maybe this whole True Mate and living together thing was real; maybe I should give it a chance—give Dorian a chance—giveusa chance.

Chapter Eight

Dorian

Since I’d brought Neo home with me two weeks ago, the two of us had barely left our room. Neither of us could stand to be far from the other for long. Neo was on the same schedule as me now, so I even walked with him down to the kitchen every night when we woke to get enough food for him for the night. I couldn’t keep my hands off him.

It’d been the best two weeks of my life.

Neo grabbed my hand and grinned at me. “Are you ready?”

I leaned in and kissed his neck. “Mm. Definitely.”

As we walked through the courtyard, Neo pulled me to a stop simply to kiss my lips. It made me smile even wider than I already had been. He’d really come out of his shell and was completely comfortable with me now and not shying away from talking to me or kissing me whenever he wanted. Including when other people were around. Not that we were making out in front of people, but he would lean on me and kiss my cheek and hold my hand. It was something that I hadn’t really had since I’d turned. By nature, vampires weren’t the types to cuddle, but when it came to our True Mates, all those feelings of being near and touching them came rushing in.

I led him up to the top of the castle where one of the balconies was still intact, and we set up our blanket and basket of food for him. Once we were settled, Neo pulled out his food and leaned against me as he ate.

“I really like it up here.” He shot me a small grin.

“Me too. It’s nice when it’s a clear night like tonight.”

“Mm. I love looking up at the stars.”

I kissed his temple and put my arm around his shoulders. “Me too. Can I ask you a question that you don’t have to answer right now?”

He set his food down and turned to look at me, but remained leaning into my side. “Sure.”

“Would you ever… consider becoming a vampire?”

He tilted his head and examined me. “You want to turn me?”

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