Page 69 of Death Game: Supernatural Battle

His mouth covered mine, and I forgot the rest of my argument as I threaded my hands through his toffee strands.

I moaned into his mouth, arching upward and eliciting a hiss from him.

Snarling, Kyros broke away, lowering his head to the neckline of my silk camisole.Lower.

He sucked my nipple into his mouth, and I choked, writhing under the blanket between us as my entire body filled with fire.

“Ky—” I gasped, trying to kick the blanket barrier away.

His tongue lapped and he latched onto the other side, making me choke on a scream.

And then he wasgone.

I sat, shoving away the thick blanket to chase him.

He stood across his lair, the circle sofa between us, grinning.

“Something to think about before tonight,” he said, disappearing into the bathroom.

Bastard.

Motherfucking bastard!

The shower turned on, and the sound of his low whistling filled my ears. Eventhatturned me on at this point.

Staggering toward the kitchenette like the R-rated version ofBambimy life had become, I filled a glass with water.

The fashion show.

Exchange blood with vampire.

I sipped on my water. “Fuck. What a day.”

At least Kyros was happy about it. Then again, what guy wouldn’t be happy when guaranteed sex was on the horizon? The thing was, we hadn’t had our usual discussion about the terms of this exchange.

And we needed to.

He exited, a towel wrapped around his hips.

Focus, Basi.

“Kyros?”

“Yes, mate.”

My stomach fluttered. “We need to talk about the exchange. I have something I want to run by you.”

Nerves erupted. None of them mine, and I studied his tense back.

What? He thought I’d call it off?

I set my glass down and walked over.

As soon as I reached him, he spun us so my back was to the wall.

“Is everything a power play with you?” I asked, folding my arms.

He shrugged a shoulder. “Being an alpha makes some things necessary, yes. I ease the power in small ways to prevent it exploding in big ways. Does that bother you?”

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