Page 53 of A Vow for the Vamp
“Have sex with him?” She purses her lips. “Yes, but it wasn’t often. He liked to fuck his victims before taking their lives. Sometimes after their heart stopped beating too. He manipulated me, using his sire bond to force me to do horrible things alongside him. I grew to love it. Not every death by my hand was his doing.”
“You were—”
“Don’t make excuses for me, Teddy. I deserve no sympathy or reprieve.”
Her hands ball into fists on the tabletop.
“I was a monster, and I never paid for my sins. I convinced myself I no longer deserved to live because of the things I did.”
I pause and curl my fingers around the edge of the table.
“What?”
She finally shakes herself out of the daze and locks eyes with me.
“The night we met was going to be my last. I was going to face the sun at dawn.”
Chapter 15 - Millie
It’s done.
He knows.
I’m not sure how I expected him to react. Angry, sad, confused.
“Millie…”
“I’ve obviously changed my mind—”
Teddy stands and grabs me by the wrist to pull me up into his arms. He cups my face in his hands and kisses me. It’s slow, deep, desperate.
He moves us, slowly, until my back hits the kitchen island, then he slides his hands around to cup my ass. He squeezes roughly, and I moan against his mouth. Without breaking our now frantic kiss, he lifts me up to sit me on the counter.
He rubs his palms along my back, my hips, my legs. Anywhere he can touch. My hands are in his hair, tugging the strands to add a little pain to this sudden… shot of lust.
When he pulls away from the kiss, his cheeks are flared red, and his breathing is labored.
“Teddy—”
“Shut up,” he whispers, and I scoff. “Just… shut up and let me convince you to never have those thoughts again.”
My face must soften because he holds up his hand.
“I know you said you changed your mind, but hearing you say you wanted to face the sun… I can’t imagine a world without you in it, Milli Vanilli.”
He steps closer between my legs and rubs his palms over my thighs again.
“This is me begging you to let me worship you. Let me care for you and treat you like the queen you are. Let’s spend the rest of our lives getting to know each other and fall in love.”
I open my mouth, but he holds his finger over my lips. I’m tempted to bite that finger. I don’t think anyone’s ever shushed me before.
“I’ve already asked you to turn me. I know you don’t want to…”
I do though.
I’m just terrified that I’ll fall in love and lose him like I did my family. Or that we’d spend eternity together and he’ll end up hating me and abandon me and I’ll end up alone.
It’s the same fear I have with Layla; that someday she’ll grow tired of my company.
