Page 123 of Blood Bound (Blood Mafia 3)

Colt flashes to me, beating Mateo and Grayson to the punch. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.

“You’re amazing,” he whispers after breaking away.

“Stop hogging, Demi.” Grayson yanks me from his arms. I giggle when he lifts me up and spins me around.

“Oh my god, stop before I stab you.”

He laughs and sets me down. “I don’t see any mistletoe.”

I slap his chest. “If you don’t kiss me, I’ll be mad.”

“Can’t have that now, can we?” He pulls me against his body and presses his lips to mine, leaving me breathless and grinning like a fool.

When he releases me, he shoves me into Mateo’s arms. I glare at him over my shoulder before craning my neck to look at the vampire.

His eyes bore into mine and my heart skips. The bastard releases a dark chuckle and threads his fingers into my hair, tipping my head back.

Swoon.

I mean, fuck him.

No, who am I kidding? I love it.

He kisses me on the lips, then trails his mouth down my neck. When his fangs pierce my flesh, I sigh.

"Why didn't I think of that?” Grayson asks Colt.

Colt huffs. “Because we’re idiots.”

I grin.

Now this is the life.

The End

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