Status Updates From Midnight Bite

Salvatore stalked toward him. “Screw ready. You want the kingdom? You want the power? Then you do—” “I want her.” “Yeah, right, that’s why you complete the bonding ceremony, and you get her forever. You get—” “I want her…to love me.” Salvatore’s eyes squeezed shut. “You did not just say that crap to me.” Devereaux growled. “Do you forget who is the prince here?”

Before he could speak, Devereaux saw understanding flare in her gorgeous, emerald eyes. “Holy shit. You…you like, vamp stalked me or something.” Once more, Salvatore coughed. Lark glanced his way. “Are you sick? I didn’t think vampires got sick, but that cough doesn’t sound good.” She appeared genuinely worried. About a vampire. “I’d tell you to get some Vitamin C, but I know you can’t drink orange juice so…”

He spun her around, caging her between the closed door and his body. Her mouth pulled from his, and she began to kiss her way down his neck. Her sex was against him. The gown and her panties covered her, but the material was so thin. The hard, heavy length of his arousal shoved through the pants that he wore.

His mouth pressed to her neck. Lark expected to feel the hard, sharp pierce of his teeth. Instead, his lips feathered over her skin as he kissed her. Such a tender caress. Uncertainty surged inside of her. “Dev?” Then his teeth sank into her skin. Pleasure exploded inside of her. A wild, hard rush of pleasure that was stronger than her best orgasm.

He kissed her hard and deep, he took her mouth, he wanted to take everything. Devereaux pulled her closer, lifting her against him. Her mouth, her taste—perfect. What he’d wanted his whole, ever-so-long life.

Aww. He’s so cute when he blunders. The vampire prince just asked her if she could ever like him. Like like him. Aww