Page 47 of Roman

Roman nuzzled into his hand. “That is because you were made for me. And I for you.”

Well, fuck.

What was Danny supposed to do with that? He was so far gone for every part of this man, this demon.

The violent possessiveness, the animalistic desire, the sweet concern.

Maybe this would all implode. Maybe Danny would find out he was just a diversion after all. But he was going all in anyway. This wouldn’t fizzle away for lack of trying on his part.

He had meant what he said.

He belonged to this vampire, and he could only hope this vampire belonged to him.

For as long as Roman would have him, Danny was his.

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“AfterIgaveherthe Zofran, she stopped vomiting everywhere, but she did throw her purse at me when I wouldn’t let her eat anything yet. We had to move all her belongings out of her reach.”

“Well that’s a…real lovely report. Thanks, Danny.”

The sarcasm was heavy with this one. “Sorry to pass a rough one onto you.”

The nurse on the other end of the line gave an exaggerated sigh. “Just my tragic lot in life. Really, I get it. Luck of the draw. Send her up when you’re ready. I’ll see if the doctor on call will give her a diet order so she can eat something.”

“She’ll love you forever,” Danny responded brightly. “Have a good night.”

Danny secured a transporter for his patient, then sat back in his chair with a heavy sigh. He loved his job, but some nights could take it out of a guy. Luckily this night seemed to be slowing down.

It didn’t help that he had somewhere else he’d really, really rather be.

Or, someoneelse he’d rather bewith.

His vampire. His…mate?

His vampire mate who’d been treating him like a precious object all day. Danny had woken up with a warm, wet mouth around his cock. Already a gold star start to the day, in his book.

Roman had teased him to the point where he’d been begging to be fucked, but had then insisted—quite evilly—that Danny would be too sore after the night before. The downsides of a fragile human body, Danny supposed. Roman had swallowed him down instead, driving him to orgasm with hard, furious sucking that had left Danny reeling.

Then he’d made Danny breakfast.

Really, a guy could get used to it.

Soren had even joined them for breakfast again, this time uninterrupted by Gabe. Danny hadn’t heard from his brother at all since their confrontation the morning before, and he wasn’t sure he was ready to yet. He’d been suffering some guilt for the way they’d left things but not as much as he might’ve thought. After all, it was Gabe who had pushed their relationship to this point.

For a slightly unhinged ancient vampire, Soren was a surprisingly pleasant roommate. He even did the dishes after breakfast. Danny wasn’t exactly sure where Roman’s friend went at night. Hunting for Luc? Hunting for blood? Hunting for hookups?

But it was probably for the best Soren hadn’t been around to hear the evidence of their extracurricular activities the night before. It was bad enough he might have heard them this morning, but Danny hadn’t exactly been quiet while getting the fucking of a lifetime.

Danny fought a blush over the thought of it. He also fought down some resentment over being at the hospital instead of back in Roman’s arms, working to convince the vampire that his fragile human body wasn’t too sore for his cock after all.

Danny had been forced to make do with a disappointingly chaste kiss in the car when Roman dropped him off.

Yes, his vampire lover had sent him off to work with a peck on the lips like some sort of absurdly handsome househusband.

Again, a guy could really get used to it.

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