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But I’m a good kisser...and you love my cock.

...

Fine, but I am still mad.

When I get home, I’m going to show you all the ways I can make you come.

...

Grinning, he glanced out into the dark night, his vampire sight showing him things humans never could in this light. Yet all he saw was Ella blushing as she fought her arousal while reading his words.

I might want to own all your orgasms from now on, but when you’re in my bed, there’s a vibrator in the bottom drawer. Slide it inside your tight pussy and imagine it’s me tonight.

Mack!

Pinch those pink nipples and record your orgasm, then send it to me so I can listen.

No. Jesus...

He smiled.

Gotta go, baby.

We need to talk when you get back.

We will. I promise.

...

Her last reply had Mack smiling as big as the moon.

I do too. X

It was enough for now. Ella would never say those words unless they were in person. But he was the kind of male who didn’t need to hear them.

He knew. He’d always known.

It was in the way she’d blushed as a teenager, aware of the way he’d bulked up. When she shot him little glances and jumped when he winked back. When she craved his attention while he acted uninterested and stalked away in a huff.

Silly female.

Why did she think he fixed her stupid bike all the time? Not just that, he kept breaking her chain, so hehadto keep fixing it. No bike was that useless.

Her dad had caught him one night.

“Alright there, Mack?”

He’d straightened in surprise.Shit.“Hello, Mr. Todd. Just greasing Ella’s chain.”

The male had nodded slowly, glancing around for the grease.

“Worse bike that ever rode the earth.”

“Yes, sir,” Mack had replied, biting the inside of his mouth.

“Well, I’m going back inside the house. You get that chain sorted.”

“I will, sir.”