A Forever Series Box Set: A Paranormal Reverse Harem-(Book 6-10)

I blink at him. “Ours,” I say, weighing it up. “There is nothing of mine in here.”

“I can fix that,” he says quickly. “Just use ‘our bedroom’ when you think or speak of this room, please.”

“Okaaay,” I say, drawing it out. This is just too freaky. He has done a complete one-eighty, from no commitment at all, to handing me just about everything he owns. I am a little overwhelmed, what with everything that has gone on, so I just turn and walk down the hallway to my room. He follows and opens the door for me and ushers me in, closing the door quietly. The candles are still burning but I light some more and soon the room has a hazy glow that I kind of miss since the invention of electric lighting.

He sits on the bed, his mood serious. “We need to talk.”

Oh, I do not like the sound of that.

“Come and sit.” He pats the space next to him.

I walk over slowly and sit next to him, instinctively angling myself towards him.

He smiles. “I never get tired of that reaction,” he mutters as he takes my hand. “First things, you need to feed, my love, the Vampire way.”

As if on cue, there is a knock on the door. “Enter,” he calls.

The gorgeous Ramon walks in. I take in his good looks with appreciation. Oh yes, I definitely want to feed the Vampire way with him. He walks over slowly and warily. I don’t blame the poor guy: last time I saw him I was naked and offering him a three-way with myself and my sire (not that I followed through though, remember?).

He kneels in front of me and I drop my fangs. I roughly pull him towards me with one hand as CK laces his fingers through my others.

Mm, AB Neg, delicious, is the only thought going through my head as I drink from him. CK squeezes my fingers to let go and I pull back. I retract my fangs and give Ramon a chaste kiss on the mouth. “Thank you,” I mutter.

“You may leave now,” CK says, not happy with my kiss. Ramon does as he is told, and I turn to my sire.

“Now if you could arrange to have him follow me around to remind me to feed, I would be a good girl. A very good girl,” I say seductively. He tries to grimace at me but his eyes light up at my tone and the fact that my hand is now inching up his thigh. I reach his enormous erection; it makes me shiver as I think how turned on he gets watching me feed. I kick off my shoes, what is it about this place that makes me want to go barefoot? I slip my hand into the waistband of his pants.

“Wait,” he chokes out. “We still need to talk.”

I pout. “Don’t reject me. It hurts,” I say in a small voice while undoing the button and zip to get him free.

“Aefre. Please,” he says. “I am not rejecting you; we just need to talk about something. It’s important to me.”

I huff at him and remove my hand and say, “CK, what is this about?”

He ponders that for a while, then he lets go of my hand and stands up, doing up his pants in the process.

Huh, curious. And quite frankly, a little insulting.

He walks a few feet away and turning back to me, says, “Sebastian.”

I feel myself pale. Oh crap. He knows.

I open my mouth to start doing damage control, but he speaks first. “Do you know how much I love you?” he asks me to my surprise.

“Yes, of course,” I reply straight away.

“I don’t mean romantically; I mean as your sire. Do you know how much I love you as my charge?”

I pause as I have no clue where he is going with this. “Err, yes. About the same as I love Devon and Cole, I guess.”

He looks relieved and says, “Good, yes, that’s good. Draw on your own feelings. You love them and would do anything for them even if it meant putting your own feelings aside to make them happy?”

I nod. “Of course.”

“That is how I feel about you.”

“Okay.”