Page 108 of Pucking Obsessed

I arch my brow. “Literally?I didn’t know that my hotness could be weaponized.”

Robyn narrows her eyes. “Yep, you did. The vampire who enthralls him is one of Shay’s top role play fantasies.”

“Then why don’t we make it come true for him, minus the heart attack?” I swagger to the costumes, which are hanging next to the vampire ones. “Do you want to serve Eden and me as a vampire’s pet? He did say a thrall, right?”

I point at the silk, crimson dresses, leather trousers, and shirts. Ribbon is looped around the wooden hangers to make play collars.

My chest tightens at the sight of them.

Shay would look spectacular in one.

It’s too early to offer him a permanent collar.

But hell, I crave to.

I want Shay to kneel in front of me, while I open a box and watch his face transform with joy, as he sees the gorgeous collar that I’ll have custom made just for him with my name etched on it.

I want to place my hands around his pale neck and do up that collar.

He’ll never take it off again.

Yet I can’t do that because it would expose Shay’s dynamic to the world, before he’s ready. The press would pry into his private life in ways that aren’t fair to him.

How can I find a symbolic way to offer the same commitment and meaning?

But still, for one night I’ll be able to see my collar around Shay’s neck.

These costumes are for subs who love to play at being a vampire’s pet.

Robyn’s eyes light up. “I love it, Sir.”

My eyes darken. “Shouldn’t that be,my king?”

“Bite me, Dracula.” Robyn laughs.

She wants to be like that, does she?

This vampire can play.

When I stalk toward Robyn, she struggles to hold her ground.

It’s hard to look stern, when all I want to do is return her smile.

Joy is racing through my veins. It’s mixed with an excitement that I never thought I’d feel again for a Halloween event.

This is a new start for us all.

Robyn is helping make it one.

We’re going to make this the best Halloween together, starting today.

“Kind of you to offer me your blood.” I snatch Robyn by the arm.

Her eyes widen, and she squeaks adorably, as I drag her after me down the aisle.

She must have thought that she was safe to brat because we were in public.

Foolish.

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