Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 151630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 758(@200wpm)___ 607(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 758(@200wpm)___ 607(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
I sigh inwardly because we’d gotten so close.
And then I feel something whiz past me and hear a terrible thud as an arrow launches itself right into the king’s shoulder.
I take a deep breath and pray I survive this battle.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Sasha
Sasha woke to Meadow staring down at him. She studied him with those glorious green eyes, her blonde hair curling around her shoulders. If she was worried about wearing very little clothing, she didn’t show it.
“I thought Earth plane vampires could not be awake during the daylight hours. I have read some books on the subject. Mostly by Vampire plane scholars. They enjoy studying what they like to call their less evolved cousins.”
He frowned and then smiled again because she was here and she was beautiful and he was now utterly, hopelessly addicted to her blood. Companion. She was his companion by all legal rights since he’d convinced her to drink from him as well. Ostara had explained to her host that his blood would strengthen their body. And the bond between them. “They are not wrong. While King Daniel and a class of vampires we call academics have the power to daywalk, I must use magic.” He held up his right hand, showing off the ring. “This allows me to be in the sun, to be awake when I need to be.”
“Or I could do this.” She placed her hand on his chest, and her eyes changed as energy pulsed through him.
Through his chest, his heart. That warm wave seemed to go straight to his cock. It filled with blood and strained against his underwear. He couldn’t help but gasp.
He’d allowed Rhys to share some energy with him when he’d known he couldn’t feed from sex energy. He’d known his wife was somewhere out there and he couldn’t force himself to betray her. Even if she hadn’t known who he was. Vampires fed from blood and sex, and he cut himself off from half his energy, so Rhys had given him just enough to survive.
This was more than survival. This was power. A tidal wave of sex energy flowing through him. Like Devinshea gave Daniel.
He wouldn’t need the ring anymore. Not as long as he had her. He could give it back to the royals and they could give it to one of their warriors. Someone who could work in the shadows and strike when no one would expect.
He groaned and tried so hard to fight back the orgasm that threatened. He had fed from Meadow the night before and given her his blood as well. She’d groaned and moaned in a way that had him panting for her. He’d felt her orgasm, but she’d been weak. She fell asleep in his arms and he carried her to bed, gently undressing her down to her light chemise. He gathered her into his arms and laid in the darkness for the longest time, simply breathing her in.
So he was horny. Super fucking horny, as his American friends would say.
And she was by all accounts a virgin.
She was smiling as she broke contact with him, her eyes back to normal. “Ossie says that should take care of you for a while. I’m afraid she might have had a relationship with a vampire in the past. She enjoyed it. She’s worried, though, because vampires can be possessive of their companions. Is that why you didn’t make love to me last night?”
He turned her way. “My darling, I didn’t make love to you because you were exhausted and running on emotion. I have to give you the choice to be with me, and that means allowing you time to make the decision.”
“So you’re not opposed to caring for both of us?” Meadow asked the question with an air of expectancy.
Oh, he was over that. He didn’t have to think about it. Ostara had already proven herself to him. “Do you love her, Meadow?”
“Very much,” she replied with a smile. “She came to me when I was low. I didn’t know why, couldn’t remember my dreams with the exception of how terrible they were. She saved me. There was something inside that told me I wasn’t in the right place.”
He sat up, not an easy task in the small bed. They were forced to cuddle all night and his feet hung off, and it was the best sleep he ever had. “But you were.”
“I know that now, but at the time I felt,” she seemed to think about what word to use, “so far away. I didn’t understand it, but I was too far from you. Now I know. If I had been born near you, I would have been human.”
“If you had been born on my plane, in my timeline, you would be roughly fourteen years old,” he pointed out, trying to ignore his insistent cock. “I would have to protect you and stay away from you for years.”