Things Get Hot (?)
Alice and Vlad pick up where they left off after the kiss, Akira wakes up in the Realm of the Fae, and the Queen of the Fae is displeased (which may, or may not be putting it mildly).
Welcome back to myself! I’m finally adjusting to remote work. Chapters are basically gonna show up whenever I finish them because writing this helps stave off my existential dread and overwhelming anxiety about the world! Enjoy! (also take care of yourselves, be kind to yourselves, wash your hands, stay home if you can)
Also, things get a lil NSFW. I restrained myself, so don’t panic.
Oh and no, I cannot figure out how to fix the buttons on that hero image, so they go nowhere. Sorry.
Delay, Vlad told himself. Repeated it as one would a prayer. A prayer that vacated his mind every time Alice dug her nails into his back.
A flash of skin.
A small sigh.
And his hands were everywhere.
To be a vampire was an exercise in patience. Vlad could be patient. He knew that. And yet—
There was not a thing involving Alice that he could be patient about.
He could pretend because there was no stutter of his heart to give him away, but he wanted, wanted, wanted.
Now, now, now.
Hissing, he lifted her and pulled her hips into him, focused on that fluttering pulse in her neck. Do not bite her, he instructed himself, fighting not to get lost in the white hot pleasure of it all.
When had he last felt like this?
He tried to pull Alice in for another kiss. Clasping her thighs, he turned intending to set her on the counter. But she scrambled out of his grip, eyes narrowed in suspicion.
What had he—?
He couldn’t have—?
“Who is Kaylnn?” she asked quietly.
So, he did say it out loud.