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“Maybe Mads would have the answers to that. And if you’re afraid of going to prison, I would try to change him, but I don’t…

exactly know if he’d turn out like me or like a normal vampire.

I’m already going to spend most of my life running, so if we can prove that I can turn him into a normal vampire, I’d readily do it for you.

The only reason the VRC isn’t hunting me down right now is because of the fuckup with the council. But after this is over…”

“We’ll see where we are after this is over,” Marcus says.

“Yeah.”

I head down the hallway to my room before hesitating with my hand on the door. I don’t know why my eyes trail down the hallway. I was so tired just minutes ago, but as my eyes betray me, I find that exhaustion leaving my body.

I wander off to the nearby bathroom, pulling drawers open to no avail when I hear Finn walking up to the open door.

“What are you looking for?” he asks with a coy smile as he leans against the doorframe.

“Just… seeing… what’s here.”

“Yeah?” he asks as I see him flick something between his fingers. “Something like this?”

I stare at Finn as his smile widens. He’s clearly having too much fun with this.

“I mean… I might be willing to give it to you… for a price,” he continues.

“And what price is that? Not that I was looking for such a thing.”

“I don’t know yet. I want one favor… and I’ll tell you when I want it.”

Eyeing the packet, I say, “Fine.”

Finn grins as he flicks it over at me. “You’re gonna do what I want and I can’t wait.”

I sigh as I slip it into my pocket, having absolutely no idea what I’ve just agreed to. And also a bit irritated that he knows my plans. I’m not even sure of my plans and he’s over here well aware of them.

As soon as he’s gone, I contemplate going right back to my room, but I can’t make it past Mads’s door. I hesitate a moment before I push it open and shut it behind me. I’d assumed he’d already be asleep, but instead, he’s writing something down at a desk in the corner.

“What have I done to deserve such company?” he asks.

I lean against the door, and seeing I’m not being overly chatty, he gets up and walks over to me.

“Has my company forgotten the fine art of speaking?” His eyes are traveling all over me as he gets closer.

“You speak enough for both of us.”

“I won’t deny that,” Mads says with a grin as he steps up to the door I’m leaning against. He presses me against it then leans in until his mouth is close to my ear.

“You know these rooms are quite soundproof. I could barely hear you enter.”

“What’s that mean?” I ask.

“You very much know what it means. We’re both well aware why you’re standing in my doorway,” he says as he kisses my neck.

“I just came to tell you that we were getting up early tomorrow.”

He freezes. “Seriously?”

“No.”

A laugh escapes him. “You like to toy with me, don’t you?”

“No idea what you’re talking about,” I say as I reach out and tug the edge of his shirt. “I think I need you to explain it to me.”

Mads slides one hand under my ass, lifting me up before he carries me over to the bed and lowers me onto it. “I can happily explain it,” he says, and since my legs are hanging off the edge, he slides between them, pressing himself in close so his cock is against my groin.

“Do you understand a bit better?”

“Not yet.”

“Do you think it’s the clothes prohibiting your understanding?” he asks as he pulls his shirt off and drops it to the ground before reaching for his sweats. He slides them down, taking his underwear with them and giving me a view of his naked body.

Mads chuckles. “I’m acting like you haven’t seen me in the nude before. Like… look at me. Be thrilled by my naked booty that you haven’t already lugged across a forest and had the pleasure of perusing with your eyes.”

“There wasn’t much perusing. There was a bit too much dying for that to happen,” I comment as I let my eyes roam. “You look slightly more alive this time.”

“Ah, what a compliment. It’s enough to make me blush,” he says. As I pull myself up farther onto the bed, he climbs on so he’s leaning over me.

I slip a hand around his neck and draw him down until his lips collide with mine. They part, and his tongue invites me to play as my wandering hands explore his naked body. I love the way he shivers when I trace my fingers softly over him; it’s like he’s attuned to my every action.

As I pull back, and my eyes travel to his throat, I find myself nipping it.

“Now I’m all yours. Enlighten me on what you want to do. I’m easy to please and pleased by any position, or if you just wanted to strip me before drinking from me, I’m not going to complain… okay, I’d complain a little. But I’ll pretend I wouldn’t.”

My hand slides down to his ass cheek, squeezing it as my fingers ache to explore.

But right now… I want him to fuck me. I don’t want to be the one in control.

I want him to take over—dominate me, fuck me, come inside of me.

I just want to lose control. Just for a moment, I want to feel something other than this tension that never seems to leave my body.

“Fuck me,” I murmur as I pull out the lube and tap it against his shoulder. “I want you to fuck me.”

“I would love to,” Mads says as he slips my sweats down my thighs.

I lift my hips, allowing him to maneuver them down, his fingers teasingly gliding down my skin.

As he lifts my leg up, he kisses my thigh while tugging the pants off my legs and dropping them to the ground.

Then he slides up between my knees as his fingers run up my sides, pulling my shirt up and off.

I wrap my legs around him, drawing him closer to me as my hands drift downward.

My fingers slide over his thick cock while he opens the lube and squirts some onto his fingers.

His lips find mine again as I feel his finger drift down between my ass cheeks, teasingly running over my entrance before pressing against it.

“It’s been an extremely long time since I liked someone enough to let them fuck me,” I say.

“Oh? You like me? Which kind of like?”

“The kind where I’d like your dick in my ass.”

Mads laughs. “So eloquent.”

“Thank you.”

His finger presses in deeper as his kisses travel over my throat. “You can bite me. You don’t have to ask. Whenever you want… I’m not going to lie, I kind of like it.”

“You like it or you think it’s a way to get me to like you?”

“Can it be both?” he asks as he adds a second finger, and the way it rubs just inside of me heightens my pleasure.

I love the way he murmurs as my slick hand skims along his dick then slides over the head, thumb circling around it before traveling back down.

I smooth more lube down his hard length as another finger joins the first two, opening me up and feeling so good.

But it’s not enough. I want to feel him fill me up. I want his hard cock driving into me. I pull my hand free and urge him forward.

Mads thankfully gets the hint as his fingers withdraw before he presses the head of his cock against my hole.

“I never thought I’d actually get you to like me. It only took multiple near-death experiences and some Soup.”

“Did your ingeniousness turn me on a little? Maybe. Now do something with that dick. My ass is getting cold. And you rubbing the tip against me is making me more impatient.”

“I’m just dragging it out like you’ve dragged out my love for you.”

“We’ve known each other days . If you don’t hurry up, I’m tossing you down and fucking your ass.”

“I wouldn’t complain.”

“I know you wouldn’t.”

He pushes against me, causing me to slowly open up. His hand shifts down my hip, lifting me up a little more as the head of his cock breaches my tight entrance while he slowly guides himself inside of me. A moan escapes my lips as he pushes deeper because it feels so fucking good.

Mads sinks into me, his hand wrapping around my cock. Desire wells up inside me as his thrusts turn from gentle to faster and deeper. When he drives into me until his body is flush against mine, overwhelming pleasure makes my back arch as I moan again.

“Fuck,” I hiss, careful to keep quiet, despite knowing the rooms are soundproofed for vampires to live in.

His hand tightens just right over my cock and it’s like I’ve lost control of myself.

He’s taken over my body and my mind. My hand slides down his back, and I feel the way he shivers from the light touch.

When I pull him down so he’s closer to me, he comes willingly.

And when I kiss his neck, he groans like he’s anticipating the bite.

My fangs nick his skin as he thrusts into me and as he’s drawing back, I sink them into his throat.

He moans while the sweet taste of his blood fills my mouth.

It’s like euphoria is taking over me as everything becomes more sensitive.

The way his cock drives into me, the way he holds me, the way his hand glides over me.

Nothing has ever felt this fucking good.

It’s as though I can just forget everything but this man moving inside me.

I can forget all of the tension, all of the darkness—everything drops away but him.

And I want it to stay like that. I don’t want to leave this peace I’ve found.

I hold Mads close, not wanting to let go of him just yet as I slowly pull blood from him, careful not to take too much. I can’t take much more of this pleasure and it’s clear he can’t either.

I break free of his throat, gently sucking on the skin as he heals.

My fingers dig into his back as I come, tucking my head against his shoulder as his cock drives into me just right.

I moan, overcome by it all. He follows right after, thrusting deep inside of me as he comes.

Slowly, he pulls out of me, showering my neck with kisses as he does so.

“You can bite me,” I offer.

“I… don’t think vampire blood tastes overly good, but I can’t lie, I’m tempted,” he says as he nips me, but he doesn’t bite me.