Page 1 of Cuddling Sucks in Coffins
Chapter One
“Immortality.” The wordrolled off of Sawyer’s tongue like a tender caress, one that promised heat and pleasure and maybe even a lifetime supply of apple pie.
The four of us—Eddie, Jacek, Sawyer, and I—were sitting around the kitchen table talking about possible solutions to Paul, the dark unknown whoreallywanted me dead. We’d been talking about him for three days straight since the night of my twentieth birthday, intermingled with quite a bit of bodily exploration.
Our bodies. Not Paul’s, in case that wasn’t clear. I didn’t want anyone else between my legs. Three vamps were enough. Ha, listen to me. Three vamps were enough. Yeah, you think?
Jacek squirmed in his chair next to me. He’d just woken up and was only wearing blue-striped boxers, not that I was complaining. His bare arm grazed mine as he lifted it to run his hand down the back of his short brown hair. “We know how to make slayers into vampires. It’s complicated, not like with regular humans, but...it’s worked before.”
“With who?” I asked.
His amber gaze flicked away, and his usual panty-dropping grin was nowhere in sight.
Thick silence blanketed the cozy kitchen, edged with tension and everything that wasn’t being said. It wasn’t my place to press them because I knew just enough about their pasts for that knowledge to traumatize me when I hadn’t even lived it.
Eddie glanced at Jacek through his sexy mess of blond hair and black-framed eyeglasses and leaned back in his chair across from me. “That’s probably too long of a story before your patrol. But you say the word, Sunshine, and we’ll get the gears in motion to make you one of us.”
“No offense, but vampires aren’t all that immortal,” I reminded them. “I’ve been proving that night after night for eleven years.”
“But we do have increased speed, increased strength. Pair that with a slayer’s power and it could give you a definite advantage,” Sawyer said from my other side.
I heard the implied maybe in his statement loud and clear. The truth was no one knew much of anything about Paul, especially how to beat him. Becoming a vampire could certainly lessen the number of ways I could be killed, but it didn’t guarantee anything. Besides, since my mom had died of cancer, I’d always secretly dreamed of seeing her again. Of course I had no way of knowing if I could, but since I’d had a marriage proposal from the devil himself, I had to believe there was a heaven. She’d be there if there was, no question about it. At the very least, I would settle for just lying in my coffin next to hers in the cemetery. Anything just to be near her again.
Like always when I thought of her, my grief pulled in the walls around me and threatened to reduce me into a puddle.
Sawyer, always quick to sense my raw, roiling emotions, palmed my thigh with his big hand. “No one’s asking you to make this decision right this second, Belle. It’s only an offer.”
I nodded, taking comfort from his warrior’s body next to mine. Once a slave from Brazil, he’d been trained to kill slayers for the Necron Brotherhood several hundred years ago. But he never did. He was much too good and had dedicated his immortal life to helping others, including everyone at this table. I traced my fingertips over his sun and moon tattoos covering his bronze skin, soaking his vampy chill into my natural heat.
“Forever with the three of you...” I forced a breath. That idea inspired many tingly thoughts. “You wouldn’t mind sharing me? It’s okay with you two that Sawyer’s hand is creeping up my thigh?”
Sawyer chuckled as he leaned in, his lips tickling my ear. “You’rethe one pulling my hand up your thigh.”
“Lies,” I breathed as I yanked his hand up even farther.
Jacek’s hand roamed over my other thigh to the inside and squeezed, a grin cupping his beautiful mouth. “You have two legs last time I checked.”
Eddie’s eyes flamed red across the table, and he shot me a look filled with burning hunger that lit me up from the inside out. He growled, a low thrum that pulsed the air between us. “I’ll take what’s in the middle of those gorgeous legs.”
My whole body fevered under their touches, scorching looks, and searing words. I was pretty sure I was about to catch fire. They always did this to me, turned me on to a whole new level I’d never even known about before I met them. I had the female version of a constant boner. When I wasn’t screwing them, I was imagining screwing them in every possible position, often all of us together at once. Like now. Because why the hell not?
Oh, right. I had to go patrol. Already the stomach cramps were kicking in, and the bottoms of my feet felt like I had a bad rash. Instant turn-off.
Mostly.
Eddie gripped the edge of the table. “Fuck, Sunshine, your scent is through the roof right now.”
I shrugged apologetically. “Desire and sunshine, a potent combination for smells, apparently. I never knew I was broadcasting how horny I was.”
“Am, you mean.” Eddie licked his lips and eyed me hungrily. “Youarehorny.”
I groaned as I stood. “I wonder why that is. I’ll take my pent-up sexual frustration out on some vampires tonight, and then I’m coming back. Be ready.”
Jacek winked. “You can count on it, Slayer.”
They followed me to the front door. I picked up my duffel bag by the door, shrugged into my jacket, and patted myself down to see that I had everything. Stakes, seraph knife strapped to my thigh, Kevlar vest, some larger tools that leaned against the wall, and three beautiful vampires I could cuddle when I was done patrolling.
“Behave yourselves while I’m gone,” I warned.
