“If I convert,” she said. “Does that mean that I get to bite you too?” His brows dipped. “What did you say?”
“You heard me. If I convert to vampire, do I get to bite you too? Because I should tell you right now that I’m looking for an equal opportunity relationship. You bite me. I bite you.” Her voice softened. “I love you. You love me. And right now, with you over there, and me over here, I’m wondering if you want me to say no-“
He was there before she finished the words, kissing her, pulling her down onto the bed, beneath him, his long, dark hair brushing her face. “Yes,” he said. “Yes is the answer I want from you. Yes, you will convert. Yes, you want to convert. Yes, you will marry me. And yes, you can bite me as many damn times as you want to. I love you, Kelly. More than I thought it possible to love a woman. But once this is done, it’s done and I needed to know, I need to know that this is certain for you. I-” She pressed her lips to his. “Absolutely,” It was the words she’d used when he’d first bitten her. “I love you. Convert me. Do it now.” She turned her head, brushing her hair away. His lips caressed her cheek, trailed over her jaw, to her ear. “I love you, Kelly,” he murmured softly, before she felt his teeth pierce her skin. She moaned at the pleasure, seduced once again by the vampire, by the man, and absolutely looking forward to proving her bite was just as hot as his.