Aislen’s Hybridism

Rideton, Present Time

Talen’s moan woke Aislen from a deep sleep, along with the slightly, restless movement he made. His ribs were beneath her palm and her cheek rested on his bicep, and her senses were willed with the rich scent of blood, sweat, and cum on Talen’s skin.

They had been sleeping together peacefully until he had stirred, his mind barely rising to consciousness, moaning because Rhett was kissing his way down the vampire’s body.

“This is hardly fair,” Talen slurred the words. “I am in no condition to reciprocate.”

“Just lay back and enjoy it then,” Rhett’s voice held his grin and the sound that Talen made in response was dragged from deep within and rumbled in his chest beneath Aislen’s cheek and palm.

As she drifted more awake, she became aware of just how much she knew without even opening her eyes.

Cameron was in the bathroom next door, the scent of steam and soap faint but present, along with the hiss of water interrupted by a body. She could sense through the bond th