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Life was too short to care about what other people thought.
I’d been subjected to a few seconds of a vampire called Fabio railing his human pet, Steve?
Is he…? He was. Holy shit, he was. He was sucking his own dick.
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I could tell him I wasn’t interested in the rest of him. Just wanted to borrow his head for ten minutes to use it as a sex toy.
I was trying desperately to ignore how sated and relaxed he looked, because I knew the exact reason why. And now I was picturing it again. Fuck.
But then, Rafe Hare turned me on a lot. Especially when he got all snarly and pissy and glared at me. A tiny little kitten unsheathing its tiny, cute little claws.
He liked to quietly seethe. He liked having something to grumble about. Cute little growly kitten.
Fuck’s sake, was this going to happen all the time now? I was finally noticing guys in that way, and now I was surrounded by stupidly hot guys all the time at work. Great.
“Poor kitten.” He grinned up at me. “Worth it in the end though, right?” I found my mouth tilting into a grin of my own. His eyes heated before he lunged forward to kiss me. “You’re even prettier when you smile like that, kitten,” he murmured against my lips.
“That wasn’t weird. You just wait ’til I get you naked again, kitten. I’ll show you how weird it can get with a dullahan.”
“You made me come so hard my head nearly popped off,”
“You caught me off guard, kitten. That was damn hot. You sucked my dick so good my knees almost gave out.”
God, I couldn’t get enough of him. He was such a surprise. I’d always thought my surly neighbour was cute, but I was quickly realising that Rafe Hare was fucking irresistible to me.
He was so handsome it made my belly flutter. The way it had started to flutter every time he called me kitten, or flashed me his beautiful grin, or cupped my face as he leaned down to kiss me. My throat bobbed again, heart beating a little faster. Oh no. I liked him. A lot.
Dan never let stuff get to him. He was never in a bad mood for long. It used to annoy the shit out of me, the way he’d smirk and chuckle and not take it seriously when I complained to him about his loud music or my broken fence. But now I actually kind of liked it. Admired him for it. I stewed over stuff for days. Weeks. I let myself get all worked up and overly aggravated, and let things almost consume me. I wasn’t good at brushing stuff off and moving on.
He seemed to get me. I appreciated it. A lot. More than I was probably able to verbalise.
My whole body tensed up as fury like I’d never felt before made my blood boil in my veins. Someone had mugged Rafe. And hurt him. For the first time in my life, I felt truly capable of committing murder.
I couldn’t stand it. I was usually so calm and chilled, never all that quick to anger and not easily ruffled, but my emotions were in turmoil. He did seem mostly fine, but the dried blood under his nose made him look so vulnerable. It was doing something to me, making me want to destroy everything just to keep him safe.
“It was nothing compared to what they did to you.” No, it wasn’t. It was so much worse. Because they’d done it to him.
Seriously, how could anyone ever hurt him? He was just… He was so… My throat grew a little clogged when I remembered that I’d hurt him before. Not intentionally, but I had. When I took off right after the first time we fooled around. How could I have been such an asshole to him? Remembering it kind of made me want to cry, even though he was fine now. We were fine. We were great.
He’d kept saying he was fine, but it had to have been scary when he thought they had a gun. The thought of him scared and alone somewhere without me there to protect him made my eyes burn again. I held him tighter, pressing my nose and mouth against the top of his head, breathing him in.
Oh god. I was becoming… monogamous.
I wanted Rafe. Only Rafe. Mrs. Tupper had been right. I was ready to settle down, now that I’d found the right person. He was mine.
He was gorgeous and funny and so sweet underneath his grumpy bluster.
God, I loved kissing him so much. Loved feeling his lean body pressed up against me, his long fingers on my skin, his warmth and scent surrounding me.
He made me feel safe, in a way. Calm and relaxed and comfortable and free to not always be the life and soul, entertaining everyone.
I didn’t want to be surrounded by lots of people all the time. I was happy just being with Rafe. He made me feel secure.
“I don’t know if I’m in love with him,” I mumbled self-consciously, but I wasn’t sure how true the statement was, and that was a little pants-shittingly terrifying. “But I… want him.”
“Don’t let go, Dan,” he croaked. “I’ll never let go,” I rasped back. “I promise.”
“We can’t ever tell anyone about this, Dan.” I nodded and croaked, “I know.” “No one. Ever. We’re bound by something stronger than blood now, man.”
“I was so fucking angry, kitten,” I rushed out. “I wasn’t going to hurt them, but I… just needed to do something. They hurt you.”
Rafe made me feel safe and warm.
Maybe I could be an okay partner. Better than I had been a neighbour, at least. Maybe it came somewhat naturally with the right person. Because it didn’t feel like any kind of effort to spend time with Rafe, to do things for him. I wanted to spend time with him and do things for him.
I wanted Rafe. All of him. Not just casual sex with him. I wanted everything else. And I needed to tell him. There was no point wasting time.
“I want… more. With you. More than just sex.”
“I might be a really shitty boyfriend, but I want to try,” I told him hoarsely. “I really want to try. I don’t just want to do the casual thing anymore, Rafe.”
“I knew you hadn’t noticed. We already act like a couple, Dan. I just didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to freak you out.” “It doesn’t freak me out,” I said, my brows pinching. “It’s just… It’s not something I ever thought I wanted before. But… I do. With you.” His big green eyes softened as he nodded. “I do too.”
He was so beautiful like this, and I was so grateful that I was the one who got to see it. Only me. My heart pounding with arousal and something deeper and sweeter, I dipped down to brush my lips over his. “I love seeing you like this, kitten,” I murmured hoarsely.
I wanted to hold him to me so tight that there wasn’t a single part of him I couldn’t feel.
My hips stuttered, pounding my cock into him frantically until they locked up as my orgasm hit. And something happened that never had before. I came so hard my head popped off.
“Did your head fall off?” he asked in disbelief. “Yeah,” I grumbled. “Came so hard it popped right off.” He bit his lip, so I huffed and rolled my eyes. “You can laugh.”
“Has that happened before?” he asked. “Nope.” He smirked. “Nice.” Chuckling, I nuzzled his cheek. “Maybe it’s because you’re my boyfriend now. Officially, I mean. You’ve unlocked a new feature.”

