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“You’re shaking, Frankie.”

“I’m nervous,” I admitted through labored breaths.

“What do you need me to do?”

I reached for him while saying, “Kiss me. Please.”

Draco tongued me down until my moans grew loud. Never breaking our connection, he eased one of my legs over his shoulder then pushed his way inside of me.

“Ouch. Baby…”

“I know it hurts, Frankie. You gon’take it for me? Do you want me to stop?” he queried.

“No,” I replied quickly. “Just go slow. Please.”

“Whatever you need, baby.”

The surrounding walls melted away, symbolizing my discomfort. The longer Draco grinded into my coochie, thelooser I got. Pain and pleasure had never felt so good, but at that moment, I understood the phrase—it hurts so good.

“Draco…” I cooed. “Your eyes. They’re purple.”

“You… You did that.” He dropped his head and picked up the pace. “Fuck, Frankie. This pussy is doing something to me.”

His praise incited my need to be closer to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, dismissing the pain, and hauledmy back off the bed.

“I fucking love you, Frankie. In this lifetime and in the next. I’ll always find you. You’re mine.”

“You’re mine, Draco! Bite me. Do it!”

Unlike the first time I asked, Draco pushed my hair back and sank his fangs into my neck. All breath left my body then smashed back into my lungs. All six of my senses heightened as if I’d taken a mushroom. The shift happened too quickly. I almost thought I was tripping when the sense of euphoria faded.

“Oh my God, Draco. I can’t take it. I?—”

“Get your nut, baby. I’m right there with you.”

Our lips came together just as wecametogether. I rested beside Draco, sprawled out like something heavy had hit me.

I asked, “Am I a vampire now?”

Draco laughed. “No, baby. But you are officially the savior of one.”

Two MonthsLater

Everything I believed would manifest into a nightmare became a dream come true. I always viewed marriage asa meansto an end, but Frankie taught me better. Three months together and the fearless lady with talented hands had become the center of my world. The night we made love, I was so afraid of hurting her. I didn’t know how she would look when we were done. I can tell you now that there was nothing but love in her eyes. A love I had never felt, and I could not live without.

The night I handled the G-Riderz, I cringed when I realized Frankie was awake when I got home. I didn’t need permission to take an enemy’s life, but I wanted her forgiveness. I could tell I messed up her plans, but I liked to think I made it up toher.

“Man,hurry up! Clover just texted me saying she’s pulling up with Frankie in five minutes!” I hollered out of annoyance.

“Draco, you need to hit the blunt and relax.” Quadir cut his eyes at me. “We told you everything hasbeen takencare of. The caterer has things in order. Everyone you invited is here. You act like she’s going to say no. We know that’s not happening.”

Zo walkedupholding a bottle of tequila in his hand and a blunt hanging from his lips. “Is all this necessary?”

“Yeah! That woman is going to miss out on a lot of traditions being my lady. I want her to feel how much I appreciate her being open-mindedaboutthings that would drive most people insane. I want to show Frankie that I want her—not just because I need her to break a generational curse.”

“Well, you know I’m happy!” Zo two stepped as he drank from a bottle of Patrón. “I’m fucking free!”

I wanted to tell him to put the bottle away, but we all had a reason to celebrate. Although my brothers hadn’t found their partners, the weight of having to serve another onyx vampire was a wrap.

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