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Layla leans over to take the tip of Vara’s breast in her mouth and the moment the vampire bites down over the peak, Vara loses it.
I pump into her a few more times before I, too, reach my second release.
Fuck.
I’ve never come so much in my life... and we haven’t even experienced the ecstasy of completing the bond yet.
Chapter 18 – Layla
The next week dragged, mostly because Thorne canceled all my public events and refused to let me leave the penthouse after the assassination attempt.
Okay, so he wasn’t really holding me prisoner. I could have left anytime, but it was the desperation in his voice that kept me inside—the way he begged me to lay low while investigating who wants to kill me.
I would do anything he asked.
Thorne is concerned about the sudden appearance of human hunters in the city. They rarely come into major cities to kill or capture supes, preferring the suburbs or small towns where supe numbers are smaller... where they’re not outnumbered by strong and magical creatures.
Unfortunately, the human we captured was no help. The moment he woke up, and the vampire guard tasked to compel him stepped inside the cell outfitted with the power suppresser, the man started convulsing and foaming at the mouth. Turns out, he had a kill pill inside a fake tooth and bit down on it to avoid having us look inside his head or force him to give us information about the attack.
Thorne believes I’m being targeted because of the unification plan, but it doesn’t make sense. Unless one of the new humans we’ve befriended told someone they weren’t supposed to. Like a friend or family member who’s a hunter.
While Thorne stayed busy investigating, Vara kept me company. We haven’t had much alone time together, not like what I’ve had with Thorne, so we took advantage of the hours together, fucking, talking, cuddling or watching silly television shows.
The best part was when Thorne would return home and join us on the couch.
I’ve learned that Vara enjoys reality shows about housewives because they’re dramatic. I much prefer competition shows about baking or cooking. When I was human, I was responsible for cooking meals for my husband. I’d become quite good at it, and I enjoyed the time I had to myself. Noharsh hands, no cruel words. Just me, food, and a fire to cook it on.
Thorne likes crime documentaries, which I’m not a fan of. Humans are so vile. To think some of them findusto be the evil monsters.
Okay, so supernaturals don’t have the best track record either, but for the most part, we’re no longer dangerous to humans. For many of our kind—like me—we rely on them for sustenance. They don’t need to die or be abused for that.
It’s now Thursday, just before midnight, and we’re heading to the Upper East Side to meet with Rorik.
“So do we complete the bond tonight after Rory explains everything?” I ask, my leg bouncing as we sit in the back of the SUV.
Thorne places his palm on my thigh, and it’s as if a shot of calm is jolted throughout my body. I relax against the seat and offer him a thankful sigh.
“I’ll have to look at my schedule and move things around, but yes. Why not?” Vara says.
We expect to be out of commission for a month—at least—after completing the bond. It varies. For some supes, it could be days. Others, it might take two months to feel... satisfied. We need to be prepared for however long it takes to solidify our connection.
I squeeze my legs together, thinking about all the fucking we’ll be doing. Thorne raises a brow at me, since I’ve trapped his hand between my legs.
“So eager for us,” he whispers before kissing the top of my head.
“Iameager. Are you two not?”
“Are you kidding me?” Vara scoffs. “Can you not hear my heart? I’m nervous as hell. How do we know the bond will even work? What if we all have to be in love? I mean, I’m sure I love you both. I definitely like you two a lot.”
“So romantic,” I tease.
She tosses up her arms, her tail flicking around and nearly hitting me in the eye.
“I just mean... how would the bond know? Would we have to say the words? Would we have to show it somehow with some self-sacrificing deed?”
I burst into giggles, and Vara narrows her eyes at me.
“I’m sorry, am I amusing you?”
