I know this is a day late, but better late than never, right?
kay, so he gets points for having more skill than I would give a hunter credit. I always figured hunters used whatever bits of magic they picked up to hunt us down and find new inventive ways to kill us. Though I suppose being able to disguise themselves as well as Khalid’s Clark Kent glasses would help them better infiltrate and make stealth kills if their target could recognize them. But points aside for creativity, I’m still not sold on this. Khalid better not use those often or behave in any way that would make him stand out in a crowd. It may be daytime, but that doesn’t mean the dangers of we who stay cling to the night aren’t out there. Plenty of humans eagerly act as minions for a vampire in hopes of being turned. I’m not a heavy sleeper. I have never been. Even when I was still human, the slightest noise could wake me. Which was an issue when I was turned, and my senses were heightened. Of course, in my sixty years as a vampire, I’ve learned to control it so I can rest witho
Despite the recent popular opinion of me, I am not stupid. I knew very well that this was most likely a trap. Florencia was shouting for help and for the most part behaving like someone who was in danger like any of the other vampire bait I’ve seen and read about. The ruse of having a damsel in distress to lure in victims is so overdone by the vampire community it’s just sad. But there was one significant difference; the real giveaway to her performance was the look in her eyes. There was no terror or mild fear in her eyes as she pretended to be assaulted. She was into it. Which means the vampire, that’s the other issue, but I’ll get to that, groping her is either her mate or a lover. It was not the first time they were getting up close and personal like this. Now to the final point. The three attackers were vampires. It was still early enough, and they were sticking to the shadows but still taking a risk to set an early morning trap. I’m sure if I wasn’t a hunter, I’d have been take
Maybe I have lost my mind. It’s about the only thing that makes sense. Why else would I say Khalid is mine? I don’t want a mate! I’ve never wanted a mate. I’ve been alive for seventy-nine years and have only loved once and realized that it wasn’t even real love, just teenage hormones. I’ve had plenty of lovers since I was turned but never considered claiming them. I wouldn’t even mark Byron, and he was my longest relationship. I made him a vampire as he wanted, but when he pushed to be my mate, to mark him and be marked by him, that was a line I wouldn’t cross. I didn’t trust him to remain with me. I didn’t trust him to be faithful, especially as we are immortal. It was the breaking point of our relationship. The night he tried to mark me by force, I left him paralyzed in a pool of his drool from my psychic attack was the death knell. Yet here I am, without thinking it through, claiming Khalid in front of Tulio and his nest. That’s a lot of witnesses to take it back. I don’t know wha
I’ve officially lost my mind. I was born and raised to be a Hunter, to kill the supernatural beings that endanger the lives of humans. I was trained to kill vampires, not fuck them. Yet here I am in an alley, literally balls deep in Daniela. I shouldn’t be doing this. I really shouldn’t be enjoying it this much either. Oh, how the Adio line has fallen. My mother raped a werewolf, my aunt is mates with a werewolf, my sister is mates with a werewolf, and I have a vampire trying to claim me. Sure she said it to save me, but it will change everything about my life and hers. I don’t know if I’d ever be ready for that change. I mean fuck, Dania and I broke up because she wanted marriage right out of school, and I couldn’t make that commitment. And that was just marriage, a human construct. It’s not set in stone. Marriages end faster than some people change socks. A supernatural mating is something completely different. Each species has different views and magic bindings. But one thing rem
I don’t know if I want to kill or fuck Khalid. I know I’ve already fucked him, and it was fun, but I still have a lot of aggression, and fucking out the rage is probably better than just killing him. Though killing him would make my life A LOT easier. I wouldn’t have all this unnecessary stress and attention put on me for having a hunter in tow. I know saying I would take him as my mate was bold. I didn’t think it through. I just said it to shut Tulio up. It’s a big ask not just of him but me too. Yes, I said it at the moment, but I also know it’s the only way to keep him alive. Diana said I’m going to need him to reach my goal. I can’t do that if he’s dead. I need to think. And I won’t be able to think clearly until I feed. I nearly fed on Khalid, it was very tempting, but I couldn’t do it. He isn’t a meal, at least not in that sense of the word. And honestly, he’s not my usual flavor. If I pick a fresh victim, I tend to favor the criminals. The public doesn’t as quickly miss them.
I don’t know when I managed to fall asleep. I don’t know how long I’d been asleep, but I woke up because my dick said so. Usually, that would mean I need to use the bathroom. However, as I became fully aware of my surroundings, I realized it wasn’t the need to piss that woke me. It was Dani’s toned ass nestled against my dick that stirred him. How long has she been in bed? Why did she get in bed with me? I could tell it was still night with a glance around the room. Shouldn’t she still be awake? Did she get in bed with me as some ploy to get me to agree to be marked? Or did she do this because she wanted more sex? The latter seems possible as she unconsciously or intentionally rubbed her ass against my crotch. Clenching my jaw, I tightened my hold around her, pressing her cool skin tighter to me. Her skin wasn’t as cold as it should be. She must have been in bed with me for a while to have absorbed so much warmth from me. Absently my hand moved higher, palming her breast and coaxing
I hadn’t intended to lie with him, at least not for as long as I did. Sure I could have gotten up at any time I wanted. He’s not strong enough to hold me in place against my will. The last time I tried to get out of bed was when we ended up in the spooning position. I rather liked that. There was so much skin-to-skin contact that I could not absorb some of Khalid’s warmth. I haven’t felt this warm in decades. Not since my blood turned cold. And I don’t mean when I was embraced as a vampire. My blood turned cold, and I couldn’t feel warmth after that monster killed my baby. But it wasn’t just his warmth that made lying here enjoyable. Even in his sleep, his body was responsive to mine, which was amusing. Men are so predictable. And he played right into my hands. I got what I wanted, sex. The mindless distraction from the reason I had even come into the bedroom. Of course, the pleasure faded, leaving me with having to face what Diana had told me. I couldn’t keep it from him. This isn’
What a pair we make. We are full of parental issues. At least Dani had one parent that wasn’t terrible. Until he put a bounty on my head, I would have said my dad was a good parent. Now I’m not so sure. I have a lot of questions. I don’t know if I should ask them. All this did was show how little I knew about Daniela. She seems set on this mating being of convenience and that we part ways when the necessity is over. If I get to know her better, I’m sure it will change our dynamic. I can understand that line of thinking. It makes sense from a logical perspective. I know the closer I get to Dani, that whisper in my heart that says this can, should, and will be something more gets louder. That part of me knows I won’t want to when the time comes to go. It’s a tiny part of me, but it will grow if I grow fond of her and develop more than sexual feelings. It’s already starting with her opening up about her mother’s death. A memory that was so intense it pulled her out of reality, maki