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We reach our room. I let him unlock it, following him inside. The four-poster bed in the middle is dressed in black silk that matches the drapes tucked to one side of the window and balcony. The door has been left open and cool breeze wafts in, carrying the smell of pines and rain clouds. Twilight seeps in as well, coloring everything in a fiery orange-red that makes Hayden look like a fairy creature from another world.

“Wow. You weren’t joking.” He jogs over to the fireplace and couch tucked in the far corner. “There’s an actual wolf head here.”

Fluffy red rugs cover the hardwood, calling out to me to sit or lie on them with Hayden in my arms. They are thick enough to cushion his knees and elbows were I to take him from behind. The plush armchair looks just as tempting though, and so does the bed and the huge jacuzzi I know occupies the luscious bathroom.

“You are having dirty thoughts,” Hayden whispers in my ear, his breath warm and tingling. His fingers trace the curve of my arm, the touch featherlight in its teasing.

“When is that not the case if you are around me?” I counter, twisting my head to the side.

He smiles at me, his mouth an inch away. “That is very true.”

I erase the small distance between us and capture his lips. His tongue welcomes me, slick and hot and a little desperate as it tangles with mine. I push him back until he’s caged between the wall and my body, deepening the kiss as I chase after his irresistible taste.

“Leander, I’m really horny.”

I bury my nose in his neck and inhale him, my head spinning at dizzying speeds as I push one leg between his and feel his erection rub against my thigh. He smells so fucking good, he smells mine, and it’s taking me everything I have not to rip his clothes and give us both what we so desperately want.

“I know. And it’s driving me crazy not being able to touch you when all I want is to sink my cock into your tight hole and make you beg me to fuck you.”

He whimpers, humping my leg. “Shit, this is unfair. Don’t say stuff like this if you don’t plan to oblige.”

I place my hands on his hips, digging my fingers into the fabric of his pants so I can feel the heat of his skin underneath. “Oh, but I do plan to. I just need you to be patient for a while longer.”

“Fuuck, I really want your cock in me.”

Desire and budding pleasure crackle inside me, almost too much to resist. But it’s not long now until the ball begins and the edging we’ve been enduring so far pays off. I will claim what is mine in the best way possible so that everyone knows whom Hayden belongs to.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Hayden. But you will soon. You’ve been so good for me.”

“Yeah?” He pulls on his bottom lip with his teeth, lust burning in his hazel eyes. “I’ve been the best for Daddy, haven’t I?”

I rake my hand through his hair and pull back, exposing his neck. Mouthing along it, I let my fangs protrude, though I don’t bite him. I just nip along, alternating between licking, kissing and sucking.

“If you do that biting thing right now, I’m gonna come in my pants.”

I chuckle, pulling away so I can hold his twinkling gaze. “Tempting. But I think you’d prefer it if you had my dick inside you when I make you lose your mind from pleasure.”

He groans, shoving me away with a strained smile. “I love and hate how fucking dirty your mouth is.” Adjusting himself does little to hide his bulge, so he opts to stare at me in warning. “This—the entirety of me—is a no-no square for the next thirty minutes. You are not allowed to touch me in any sexual way or, I swear to god, I will be the one ripping your clothes off so I can impale myself on your monster pole, public show be damned. Got it?”

He sounds like he’s only half-joking, which means he’s half-serious. It’s endearing, especially since he delivered it as if something like this is an actual threat.

Breaking his rule immediately, I ruffle his hair. “Go and get yourself in order. You are a mess.”

He scoffs, swatting my hand away and trying his hardest not to laugh. “And whose fault is that?”

I watch him disappear in the bathroom, grinning when his awe-s and wow-s and ‘oh my god, why is the damn bathtub made from fucking gold’ reach my ears. Giddiness twists in my stomach, sending pulses of pleasure and satisfaction.

Mine. Hayden is mine. And after tonight, he will be ready to know it, too.

Chapter 19

Hayden

We mingle with so many people and vampires, I lose track of who is who no matter how hard I try to remember everyone’s faces. Vivian and Mariah, one of the vampires I met in the catacombs when my world turned on its axis, are here as well, with the latter throwing hard looks my way whenever our eyes meet.

“I think your friend doesn’t like me,” I whisper in Leander’s ear, brushing my knuckles along his arm.

“I don’t think that’s the case, considering it’s impossible for anyone not to like you.”

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