Page 11 of Filthy Rich Vampires: For Eternity

His response was swift and I didn’t flinch when he stood with midnight-black eyes and moved between my legs. Julian lowered his mouth to my breast and caught my nipple between my teeth as he positioned himself. Between the insistent nibble of his teeth and the stretching sensation as he slid inside me, I groaned and gave in to my overwhelming need for him. Releasing the sheets, I sank my fingers into his chest as he finished sliding home.

“I will never get enough of this,” he said as he began to rock his hips in and out in languid, teasing thrusts. “There will only be you for the rest of my life.”

“For eternity,” I echoed our earlier vow.

He nodded. “For eternity.”

His magic rose up to meet mine, and I felt them embrace—felt myself become whole again. Julian pinned his blue stare on me as he rolled his hips in undulating strokes that took me closer and closer until finally…

I was falling—falling into him.

Falling in love again and again.

And there was no hard landing because I shattered around him, only to be carried higher by his darkness as he came with a mighty roar.

For a long time, we stayed like that, my legs hooked around his narrow waist. Our breathing gradually returned to normal and when I found myself shivering in my sweat-slicked skin, he pushed me onto the bed. Then joined me.

His arms wrapped around me, and my body molded against him. His hand drifted lower and paused on my stomach. It stayed there, his fingers splayed protectively over my flesh as if he somehow knew.

Taking a deep breath, I placed my palm over his and twisted my neck so that I could see his face. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

CHAPTER TWO

JULIAN

Silence roared around us as I stared into Thea’s eyes. The weight of her hand felt heavy, and I braced myself for whatever she was about to say. But she didn’t continue. Instead, her teeth sank into her lower lip, and I wondered how bad the news was if she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

“Did Willem…” It took effort to dredge up the words, but not as much effort as it took to control the sudden urge to find that monster and rip his head off. “...hurt you? Or have someone hurt you?”

Thea swallowed, her face flinching with disgust. She understood what I meant—what I was implying. She started to roll away, but I refused to release her. She relaxed and turned toward me. “No.” She shook her head. “At least, not like that.”

I felt no relief from her answer, but I didn’t want to pressure her to tell me more. Instead, I waited.

“He told me something.” Another heavy pause. She traced her finger down the mark on my chest—the symbol of her ownership. “He told me that if a siren and a vampire breed, their child…”

“I know,” I said darkly. Her eyes widened, pain flashing through them, and I explained quickly, “Sabine told me after you were taken.”

I couldn’t bring myself to tell her more of what my mother had said—about us. About our children. But the joy that had filled her face only moments ago now faded entirely.

“Then you already know.” Her lips turned down. “We can’t have children.”

Anger gripped me with icy fingers. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to remain calm. “We can have whatever we want.”

I wasn’t certain when it had changed: my vision of the future. I think it had started the moment that we met, but it wasn’t until she’d been taken that I’d realized how real that vision had begun—and what I stood to lose.

“There’s more. If Willem is my father. Then I’m not just a siren.”

“I know.” I’d pieced that together when she’d told me what had happened earlier.

“Does it matter to you?” she asked softly.

“Does it matter?” I repeated, blinking at her. My arms tightened their hold on her. “No. You’re my mate. I love you for who you are, and nothing will change that.”

“He told me that’s why there are no sirens. That we were hunted, and if that’s true, our children…” She sighed, shifting her head on the pillow. “We’re talking about this like we have kids.”

“We’re talking about our future. I won’t apologize for that.” But something new weighed on my mind after what she’d said. “We have a bigger problem to deal with.”

She lifted her brow, her eyes distant and preoccupied, and I wondered if she realized what I just had. I felt for her through that new bond we shared, the one linking my life with hers, but I couldn’t sense what she was feeling.

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