Page 55 of Claiming the Dhampir

Lorna

The smell of coffee pulled me from an amazing dream where all my guys snuggled up around me in this enormous bed made especially for us. Strangely enough, we weren’t having sex. We just snuggled, but the sense of comfort and belonging still lingering from my dream made me never want to get up.

I yawned, and the coffee smell intensified, coating my tongue with its delicious aroma.

That is not coffee, Mir said.

My eyes popped open and sure enough, it was not coffee. Nathan’s neck was only a few inches from my mouth, where my head laid on his shoulder. I also had one arm draped across his chest. Thankfully, he was still dressed.

How in the world did we end up in the same bed?

The mattress shifted behind me, and an arm slipped around my waist. The scent of Kenrid’s sweet summer rain made me smile. So did his hot body pressing against mine.

“Mmmm,” I murmured.

“Shhh. Don’t wake the vampire.”

Kenrid’s hand slid down my stomach and unbuttoned my jeans. The zipper whispered as he made quick work of it, too. Heat pooled between my legs as his long fingers slid beneath my panties. As much as I wanted Kenrid, I couldn’t do anything intimate with Nathan sleeping beside me. Nathan hadn’t voiced any of his thoughts about what kind of relationship we would have.

“The vampire is already awake.” Nathan’s growly voice startled me.

I tried to pull my hand off his chest, but he grabbed my arm and held it in place. Kenrid also stopped the trail he was burning to my lady bits. My face was too close to Nathan’s neck to look up and see his expression. The tension building around us made me afraid to move. No, I wasn’t afraid, but I also couldn’t name the feeling.

“I’m sorry, Nathan,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to invade your space. I’m not even sure how we all ended up in the same bed.”

“Damon and Elliott brought us here,” Nathan said.

He pulled my hand to his mouth and kissed my fingers. My heart stuttered with the memory of everything that happened in the warehouse. I tried to pull my hand away from Nathan once again. He hadn’t wanted to be addicted to me, right? He’d only agreed to swap blood so we could fight the fae, right?

“Stop overthinking, Lorna,” Nathan whispered, rolling my hand over and kissing my palm. “If I didn’t want to be lying next to you, I would’ve gotten out of bed an hour ago.”

“Oh.” I couldn’t voice all my other concerns. My questions all sounded insensitive.

Nathan scooted back and rolled onto his side, but he didn’t release my hand. Now I had an unimpeded view of the stormy expression on his face. I had no idea how to interpret the furrow on his brow or the way his lips pressed into a thin line. Was he mad?

“Did you mean it when you said you would accept me?” he asked after several silent moments.

Yes! Mir squealed, immediately envisioning Nathan and Kenrid naked.

Of course I blushed.

Nathan grinned.

Kenrid chuckled behind me. “Do we get to hear her thoughts?”

“Yes, I was sincere when I included you as one of mine,” I said, ignoring Kenrid’s question. “Mir was right. Fate has put us together. We’re definitely stronger when we’re together.”

I can’t wait to see Nathan naked, Mir chimed in.

Oh my God, stop!

What? We’re past all the danger, the drama, and whatever bullshit was thrown our way, she argued. It’s time to celebrate.

I would’ve covered my face with my hands to hide my embarrassment at her words, but Nathan gripped my fingers in his. Almost like he knew what I wanted. His smile broadened, and I groaned.

“You have to tell us what she said,” Kenrid insisted.

“No I don’t,” I argued.

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