Page 78 of Even Vampires Bleed (Even Ever After #2)

Léandre

W hen we finally get out of my room—our room now, there’s no way Cassiopé is going back to that smelly room she calls hers if I have a say in it—it’s past one in the afternoon.

Not that we slept much.

We spent most of what was left of the night discovering each other’s bodies. Well, I discovered, and Cassiopé rediscovered.

I was a proud idiot when she told me that she liked the new body I honed. Past me didn’t work out. Past me was an idiot because if that gets me praise, I’m never stopping.

We don’t really leave the room by choice, though.

Nope.

We’re interrupted by a knock on the door and Elhyor yelling that Cassiopé needs to put some clothes on and fast.

Why?

Because her father has been in a coma for weeks, and it’s exactly when I’m losing myself in his daughter’s body that he decides to wake up.

Oh, yeah, did I say that I was balls deep in Cassiopé when the big bad dragon knocked on the door?

I was ready to completely ignore him and make Cassiopé see stars, but then he said the magical words.

“Cassiopé, I know you’re in there. Your dad is waking up.”

I saw a flash of something in her eyes and then a wicked smile. Before I knew it, she bit me, and I immediately came.

I’m gonna need to build some stamina, because this biting is cheating.

It makes my blood boil and enhances everything I feel, and it’s so damn hard not to come immediately.

It’s so damn hard but I manage. If I’m focused on her pleasure, I can make sure that she comes first.

But I was blindsided. I didn’t see it coming.

And she used it against me.

And now I’m mad, because I came, and she didn’t.

“I came more than a dozen times over the night,” she tells me with a smile. “Don’t start blaming yourself for this. I’ll be back in our bed tonight.”

Our bed.

She said our bed.

Just like that, I’m feeling good again.

I’m feeling better than good.

I’ll make her sit on my face tonight and everything will be better.