Page 70 of Blood Day (Blood Alliance #7)

Only Lily.

Only this.

Her mind told me she felt the same way, our connection so incredibly deep that she could never grow roots with anyone else.

Which was good.

Because I’d probably kill anyone who tried to touch her.

I’m never sharing you, I vowed as I thrust up into her. And I’ll spend eternity ensuring you don’t want me to.

I would be enough for her. No, I’d be better than enough. I’d be everything. I’d worship her. Love her. Protect her.

Even if just for a few more hours.

It didn’t matter.

None of it did.

Because I had my Lily. My breath of fresh air. My renewed energy. My path forward in life that might just take us both to death. But it would be a beautiful death. And we’d spend forever together in the afterlife.

Bite me, she begged. I need your ? —

I didn’t give her a chance to finish, my fangs already sinking into her neck as I continued to fuck her, driving us both to a rapturous existence that no one could ever touch.

My Lily. My flower. My life.

Yours, she chanted back at me, her lips parted on a cry of pleasure as her pussy clenched around me. Cedric…

My name resembled a prayer, one I returned in kind, only it was her name I revered, her presence I praised, her body I adored.

She shuddered, exploding around me, writhing in ecstasy.

But I didn’t stop fucking her.

I didn’t stop biting her.

I didn’t stop taking her over and over again.

She wanted to exist, to know this was real, to feel protected and owned and claimed, and I gave her everything. All of me. Not once holding back.

We came together in a cyclone of potent energy.

Then we fucked again, this time against the other wall.

It wasn’t enough.

But I’d promised to take care of her, to clean her, and I did with both my hands and my mouth, owning her cunt with every swipe of my tongue until she was begging me to stop.

Only for her to urge me into her again once we reached the bed.

She rode me, her tits a hypnotic display as she took her pleasure and brought me over with her.

It was as though we couldn’t get enough of each other, shifting positions, fucking like these were our last moments on Earth, and never once caring about our destination.

Because we were here.

She had me. I had her. That was all we needed.

Love.

Affection.

Promises between our souls.

It was a mating unlike any other. A mating that resembled a dream. A mating that gave birth to a new definition of vitality.

I kissed her through a final climax, my blood touching her tongue to help her survive, to keep her whole, to heal the pain I knew was growing deep inside. But my little fighter pushed through it, needing more, needing me, needing to forget everything and everyone else.

“Cedric,” she mouthed, her voice gone from hours of screaming.

“Shh,” I hushed her, feeding her more blood. “Drink.”

Her mind shifted to the thought of turning into a vampire, wondering how it would work, if she wanted it to happen. I listened and replied with information on the process, telling her without words that I would give her that if she asked for it.

I also told her our bond would cease to exist because her immortality would override our link.

She didn’t care for that detail. Neither did I, but I acknowledged that it wasn’t my decision to make—it was hers. It would always be hers, and I would respect what she chose.

I don’t want to decide right now , she told me.

You don’t have to, I promised her. Just know that it’s an option. I only ask that you let me be the one to turn you.

I wouldn’t want anyone else , she replied.

Good. I nuzzled her nose. Because I think I’d kill your maker otherwise.

Her lips curled against mine. Even Khalid?

Even Khalid, I confirmed. Although, I would probably die trying… So it’s better if you agree to let me be the one who makes you.

I think it would be a pretty even fight . There wasn’t a single hint of jest in her tone. He wants you for his region because he acknowledges your strengths. Remember that.

I pulled back to stare down at the enigma beneath me. When did you become so wise?

I had a really good teacher, she replied.

My lips twitched. You had the best Master .

She nodded. Yes, Master Cedric, I did.

My cock hardened against her again, her coy tone heating my blood. I know I told you that I prefer “Cedric,” but there are moments where I very much enjoy being your Master, Lily.

Moments like this? she asked.

Moments like this , I echoed.

Then master me, Master Cedric. She arched up into me. I’m ready to learn .

I smiled against her mouth, my eyes holding hers. That’s good. Because I still have so much to teach you, sweet flower. So many positions. So many ways to fuck. I allowed her to feel my desire to take her ass, my need to claim that final part of her a stark presence in my mind.

But she needed better preparation for that.

So I put her in a new position instead, one that allowed me to drive deep into her, and made her pant my name until she could no longer speak again.

Only then did I finally give her a moment to rest, my arms wrapping around her in a cocoon of strength. We would be landing soon.

Then we’d find out the truth about our future.

And I just might take on a sovereign role— willingly.