Page 84 of Night of the Vampire

She smiled. "Does that mean you're going to start being nice to me and stop trying to dominate me all the time?"

"Probably not," I told her honestly.

Her smile grew. "Good. Because that's my favorite part about you."

"You have favorite parts?"

"I do."

"What are the others?" I asked, a part of me still starving for her reassurance.

"I'll tell you in time. Because from what I understand, from what Kenya was telling me while I waited for you, we'll have tons of it."

Though she was right in front of me, though her wet warmth still hugged my cock, I was afraid to believe. "Aye,” I finally managed to get out. “If you'll have me, Lizzy."

The smile slipped from her face, and I squeezed her hips, terrified she was about to change her mind. "I will have you, Killian. I've wanted nothing but you since the first night you walked into my shop." She frowned. "I was worried it was you making me feel the way I did. Your vampire mojo, or whatever. And so, even though it was the hardest thing I've ever done in my life, I left you." She met my eyes again. "I didn't plan to come back."

"I know."

She took that in. "Why didn't you tell me?"

I tried to smile, but I couldn't. "Tell you how I would die without your blood?"

"Yes. That. Why didn't you tell me?"

"You said you would come back,” I told her. “And I wanted to give you a choice.”

"I didn't even make it to Austin," she confessed. "The farther away I got, the more miserable I became. And I know now it wasn't because you were putting the thoughts and feelings inside of me, because you were nowhere around."

"No, I was here. Waiting for you."

"What would you have done if I hadn't come back?"

I tried to smile. "Probably sat there in the hall until I died of thirst or the house fell down around me and I burned to death in the sun."

Her eyebrows lifted. "Wow, you vampires are serious about this whole mating thing."

"Apparently."

Her arms slid around my neck. "I guess it's a good thing I'm not going anywhere."

"No, Acushla. Never again. I don't think I could do that again." I flashed my fangs. "You are mine."

She shivered in my arms, but her eyes were happy as they looked into mine. "I think I'm falling in love with you, too."

"I don't deserve you," I confessed.

"I know. But you have me." She paused. "And Wiggles, of course."

"You'll need to drink from me, Lizzy."

Her eyes met mine.

I waited, listening to the steady beat of her heart. I didn't want to rush her, but I wanted her with me forever. And only my blood could ensure that would happen, could seal the bond between us.

Bringing my wrist to my mouth, I bit deep. I held it up for her, and waited.

She eyed the blood warily, then leaned in and flicked her tongue over the wound I'd made, tasting me. Her eyes closed and she moaned. When she opened them again, her eyes were hungry, locking in my wrist.

A low hiss escaped me when she pressed her mouth to the bite and sucked. Sharing my immortal blood with my mate was completely different than creating vampires. It was erotic, pleasure shooting through me with every pull on my vein, possessive to a degree I'd never felt before. She drank for a long time, and I didn't stop her, even though my cock grew hard inside of her and my own thirst returned. I would give her whatever she wanted, whatever she needed, whatever she desired.

Lizzy was mine.

But I was also hers.