Page 10 of Promised in Blood

I’m there.I throw back the covers and jump out of bed, leaving Xavier snoring softly and Axl grumbling quietly in his sleep. I take the stairs two at a time, and a few seconds later, I’m in the kitchen waiting for her.

I stare at the door that leads to Alexandros’s quarters, the part of the house that contains his bedroom and study, my breath held in anticipation as I wait for her to walk through it.

There’s no escaping the fact that the professor’s choice to bond with her has changed all our lives, and I’m desperate to know exactly how much. My arms physically ache with the need to hold her. I crack my neck as the seconds seem to stretch on like minutes. Finally, the handle turns and the door opens, and she’s standing there with her pink messy hair and that beautiful fucking smile on her face. My breath stalls in my lungs, but I’m across the room before she can blink, pulling her into my arms and crushing her to my chest as I bury my face in her hair.

“Morning,” she says, laughing.

I nuzzle her neck, letting her scent flood my senses. “Morning, baby.”

Snaking her arms around my neck, she tips her head back and allows me better access to her throat. Her submissiveness makes both my fangs and my dick ache to be inside her.

Her stomach growls, and she giggles. “I’m really hungry.”

I hum, running my nose along the column of her neck. “Me too.”

“For food,” she whispers.

I drag my teeth over the pulse fluttering in her throat. “Yeah, me too.”

She moans, pressing her body into mine. “I need to eat first.”

I grab a handful of her ass and squeeze. “I know. I’ll make you some waffles.”

She licks her lips. “Mmm. Waffles.”

I give her ass a hard slap and untangle myself from her embrace, then I head to the fridge to grab the milk before grabbing the rest of the ingredients. Our pantry has never been as well stocked as it is these days. While we all enjoy human food, it’s not a necessity for us. However, keeping our elementai properly fed and sustained is our number one priority, given how we much we all enjoy fucking her—not to mention feeding on her. She perches herself on a stool at the counter and rests her chin on her hand while she watches me mix the batter.

I catch her eye and grin. “So, you want to talk a little more about last night?”

She squeals, and I can only imagine how many billions of questions must be racing through my curious girl’s head. “Yes, so much! But I don’t even know where to start.”

I shrug. “Start wherever you like, baby.”

She presses her lips together, and her brows pinch with a cute-as-fuck frown. “Did you feel any of it? I mean, it was intense.”

“I… no. We all felt something. Like a shift in you maybe. A surge of power. But it was strange. Detached. Like it was you and not you at the same time.”

She nods. “The professor blocked you all.”

“He does that. I guess it’s a lot to have so many people in your head all the time. And bonding is…” I suck on my top lip.

“Bonding is?” she probes.

“It’s special. Intimate. At least it should be. I understand why he wanted you to himself for that.”

Her cheeks flush bright pink. “It was special,” she whispers.

I stop whisking the batter and give her my full attention. “How did it feel? Bonding with him?”

“Like with you and Axl and Xavier, only a little more…” She narrows her eyes, deep in thought. “Intense?”

I nod. “That makes sense. He’s one of the most powerful vampires in existence.”

“Was being turned by him like that?”

I shake my head. “Being bitten is pleasurable. And the more powerful the vampire, the more intoxicating the bite. But being turned is painful. Not something I’d ever want you to go through.”

“How painful?”

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