Page 166 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

“Put it on,” he growled.

Laughter threatened to burst from my lips. I dropped the garments, resting my head back on the armrest. He placed his hands either side of my head and kissed me upside down.

“You want to see me in that tiny thong?” I asked breathlessly.

I wanted to drink my mate’s blood.

I wanted to claim him for eternity.

To wake beside him always.

Kyros choked, his green gaze blazing down into mine. “Stop thinking about blood or I’ll take you right now. We only have one chance to make you Vissimo.”

“Your mother gave me that lingerie.”

Horror blanketed his face and he reeled away.

I didn’t want to hurt Titania’s feelings by laughing, so I confined my thigh-slapping roar to my head, clutching my stomach when Kyros eyed the white scraps in disgust.

He was effectively turned off.

Placing the gift back in the bag, I stood and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“It’s time?” I nipped his bottom lip, swaying into him and groaning at the contact.

White edged my vision.

His erection dug into my stomach.

Soon, we’d be able to touch without needing to make arrangements for a three-day thrall. Freedom to be naked with Kyros at every hour of the day.

Yes, please.

His mother had said my chances of conceiving were low.

I had a feeling Kyros and I would enjoy the practice.

He captured my mouth, splaying his hands across my bare upper back and ass. “I can’t think straight when you think like that, Basilia.”

His hands shook against me. I tucked my head under his chin, panting hard.

Are you ready, true mate?he asked, wrapping his arms around me.

I took a full breath, my heart never lighter or happier.I’m ready.

* * *

I’d dressed in a simple white silk gown with spaghetti straps. The material covered me from breasts to just below my knees.

I was spread out like Da Vinci’sVitruvian Manon a slab of cold graphite. The seven most powerful vampires I knew loomed over me. Their fangs were out.

The casual observer could mistake this for a virgin sacrifice.

They’d be wrong on two counts.

I frowned at Kyros.I don’t even get a chuckle for that one?

If he could think about anything other than the tiny risk I may not pull through the transition, he would have laughed.

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