She smiled and touched my cheek. I saw this realization dawn in her eyes. Weallwanted to get to know her better. I couldn’t speak for the others, but this place felt like home to me and these people felt like my family.
“Will you teach me to do my eyeliner like you do yours?”
I let out a squeal worthy of a teenage girl. Iadoredtalking makeup, but no one ever wanted to discuss it with me. I’d been wearing eyeliner since high school. Some fucking shifters tried to beat me up to make some rando man point and learned the hard way not to fuck with vampires. I’d never had a girl ask me for tips before.
I ignored the pain in my cock as I jumped out of bed and ran towards my makeup case. I wasveryparticular about my eyeliner and only wore the best brands. I pulled out one of my spare gel pencils I’d never used before and handed it to her.
“A gift. The brand is super important. This is made by Japanese vampires out of unicorn farts and glitter.”
“What?”
“Not really, but it’s the best eyeliner on the planet. Their proprietary blend is super-secret. Let me watch how you put yours on, and we’ll go from there.”
I handed her one of my mirrors and set her loose. This was perfect. I had wanted some time alone with both her and Reyson, and I finally got it. She was cool. I knew it upset her about my cock, but I wasn’t upset with her.
It just meant we were one step closer to lifting the curse.
Chapter 33
Ripley
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ell, I now knew how to do a banging smokey eye thanks to Balthazar. He had more skills with an eyeliner pencil than I did with a pen and paper. We just sat there trading makeup tips like nothing was going on. He was cool and funny but knew when to get to work.
I still didn’t have the answer to his curse. I would have to dig into protection spells in curses to see what they did, and yeah, I was probably going to need Professor Krauss’s help. He acted like nothing was wrong, but I could tell he was in a lot of pain. He hid it well.
After we had a few hours chatting, I could see a pinched expression behind his eyes. I realized what it was, and I knew what could make it better. He was a vampire, and he was in pain. I moved my body closer to him and offered him my neck.
“You need to feed, Balthazar.”
His nostrils flared, but he didn’t move towards me.
“I was going to nip out and find someone to bite.”
“Why? I don’t mind.”
“Your blood smells just as good as Reyson’s,” he growled.
Balthazar was just so beautiful. He looked so mischievous with his bright red hair and green eyes.
He was long and lean the way rock stars were. I wanted him to bite me. I pressed myself closer to him.
“I can be your source.”
He groaned and wrapped his arm around my waist. His nose went to my neck, and he traced his nose from my shoulder to my ear. Now, I was the one moaning.
“Are you sure?”
I was broken out into goosebumps and wet as fuck. I’d never been surer about anything in my life. I wanted Balthazar to bite me. I tangled my hand in his red hair and gave it a pull.
“Do it.”
He didn’t bite me right away. He started nipping and licking my neck. I’d been bitten by vampires before during sex, but it was generally right when they came. I’d never offered to be a source before, but Balthazar was one of us and he needed to feed. He was a lot gentler than the other vampires I’d been with. At the rate he was going, I would fling him on his back and mount him right there.
I felt his fangs sink into my neck, and I came right there. That hadneverhappened to me with another vampire before. Their bites hurt, and the sex was generally bad. I avoided them after the first two. Holy shit. What was Balthazar doing to me? He had me crushed to his chest as my body shuddered.
I was reduced to a quivering mess in his arms. He pulled away and looked me deep in the eyes. My blood dribbled down his chin.