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Finally, after several long moments, soers through his sleek black hair and blew out a breath

“Have you ever wondered why vampires often kill their victims?”

“Uh…because they’re fallen supernaturals and they’re hungry?”

He shook his head “There’s a bond A deep, unbreakable bond formed when a vampire drinks from another person It’s an addiction”

“So you’re an addict, and I pushed you off the wagon,” I concluded I didn’t love the sound of that, but it definitely explained why he’d been avoiding me

“No” He shook his head, his wild, spicy scent filling the s my mouth water “You’re the addict Or you will be If that ever happens again”

I blinked Uh, that was not where I thought this was going

Chewing on ht of the way his porcelain teeth had felt as they slid into my vein and shuddered with arousal and a touch of fear

“Okay, sure, it was kinda hot,” I admitted, in the understatement of the century “But I’m not addicted to you”

“You don’t crave it?” His pupils slid into predatory slits, the va closer to the surface

I shookOr breathing

“You will,” he said, his voice husky “You’ll needwill ever be enough The er the bond will beco apart from me”

I laughed “And? That sounds like an average Tuesday”

He looked startled, jerking his head back as his eyes widened

Cocking et it, do you? You—the four of you—are pieces of me I already want you around all the time”