Ouch! My Vampire Doms Keep Biting Me (My Vampire Doms #1)

by Calista Jayne

“Don’t you want to know her name?” he asks. “It’s better if I don’t know,” I grumble. “Better if you don’t, either.” He grips the back of his already-messy black hair. “I can’t be like you. I can’t fuck without any connection.” “Do you think I enjoy this?” I ask. His pale blue eyes brighten with anger. “I don’t know, maybe. Or maybe you’re just fucking scared.” “Shouldn’t I be? Shouldn’t you be? Do you wish to repeat what we did to Elisabeth?” He looks as if I’ve struck him. In a way, I have. Neither of us has said her name since we lost her, and that was over a century ago. I don’t know what has compelled me to say it now, other than the aching of my heart. Every woman since Elisabeth has been a temporary stand-in for what we lost, and it feels a betrayal to her memory and to the promises Will and I made to each other in the aftermath. “Never again,” I remind him. “We said never again.” “Learning the name of a playmate isn’t the same as offering her a permanent place in our lives as our amant,” he says. “Yes, well, that’s how it starts.” I turn around and stride to my room, the new blood in my system energizing me and giving me life…yet doing nothing to ease the heaviness in my chest. “You’re a bloody arsehole,” Will mutters, just loud enough for me to hear. I flip him off over my shoulder, not knowing or caring whether he sees the gesture.