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A coffin, I repeated to myself.We’re… we’re in a coffin.

Mmm,he hummed in confirmation, his amusement trickling through the bond.Fucking… in a coffin.

I gasped as he slid deep, his cock filling me completely.

“Cam,” I breathed, arching up into him.

“Ismerelda,” he returned, his lips ghosting over my neck. “My vampire queen.”

Vampire…The word reverberated in my mind, my world beginning to materialize. It was… murky. Like wading through dark water, searching for a light.

However, all I could see was Cam.

So clearly.

Sovividly.

And not just because he was on top of me.

But because he wasinsideme. His soul married to mine.We’re still mated.

We are,he murmured.

That shouldn’t have surprised me. Kylan and Rae had already proved that was possible. Yet, to experience it… I shuddered.This is so intense.

Yes,he agreed.Fucking amazing, too.

Yes,I echoed, arching into him once more.I can feel everything.Not just him, but the world around us. Theearth. The catacombs. The air.

It was as though my senses had finally awoken.

Like I was experiencinglife.

I wrapped my arms around him, my movement surprisingly strong and quick. Then I flipped him so I could be on top. Only the coffin lid made it impossible for me to sit up.

Growling, I shoved against it.

And it flew upward.

Cam whirled us, causing my back to hit the cushion beneath as he rotated to catch the lid before it could crash back down on top of us.

My eyes widened.

He chuckled.

Then he tossed it to the side of the crypt and leaned down to kiss me.We’ll work on mastering your new talents,he murmured into my mind.Let’s start with you fucking me as hard as you can.

The world spun once more as he placed me back on top, my mind whirring for a quick second before almost immediately settling.

It was unnerving how natural that’d felt. Howexcitingit was.

I pressed my palms to his chest as I seated myself more firmly on his cock.

His mind told me I should be starved right about now, yet the only one I wanted to feed from was him.

And it wasn’t his blood that I wanted, but his body. His pleasure. Hisgrowls.

“It’s my turn to destroy you,” I taunted him.