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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

LAWRENCE

My cock swelled in anticipation.

“Cassie,” I breathed, as I fisted her hair and pulled, exposing the veins in her delicate neck. “I have wanted you for a long time. When I saw how full of life you were, how beautiful, I couldn’t help myself. Damon claimed you, but I fell in love with you.”

She stared at me weakly, as I leaned in. The scent on her skin was a drug giving me the highest high. I inhaled every bit of her as I moved.

“Damon may have married you,” I growled. “But now, I get to taste you.”

I extended my fangs and dove deep into her flesh, biting and savoring every drop of her sweet nectar.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

MICHELLE

I’d never been bent over so fast in my life. Words could not describe the feeling as Damon fucked me from behind.

His thrusts were monstrous.

Angry.

I couldn’t get enough.

He slammed into me, over and over, and it was wonderful.

Beautiful.

Everything I’d heard about joining the elite and becoming a youngling was a lie. It was so much more, and as he exploded inside me, and stars formed behind my eyes, I knew what I had to do.

The only reason Damon fucked me was to complete my transition. If he ever found Cassie, he would choose her in a heartbeat.

I had to kill her. And I knew just how to do it.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

LAWRENCE

Cassie rode my hard cock as we sat on the couch like there was no tomorrow. Her head was back, her cunt was slick, and her moans were like the roar of an inferno. Our bodies danced together to a beat only we could hear. We moved in perfect unison. I cupped her perfect breast and drew the taut nipple into my mouth, sucking, teasing, and driving her insane with passion.

Her movements were monstrous.

Angry.

I couldn’t get enough.

She bounced up and down my cock, over and over, and it was wonderful.

Beautiful.

I busted so deep inside her, she would feel my cum drip out of her for days. And as we collapsed back into the cushions of the couch, I knew what I had to do.

The second part of Cassie’s transition to the elite would be completed when I fed her the human blood of the healer I’d sent for her. When she joined the elite fully as a youngling, a newlymade vampiress, I would explain to her why I’d done what I did. I would make her understand.

I was the head of clan Shaye now with Damon’s death, and I was the one who gave her the thing she wanted most in this world. Together, as vampire husband and wife, we would be unstoppable.

I knew what I had to do. I had to marry her.

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