So close to climaxing, I was literally clawing at his back. “Jared, I’m going to come.”
“I know, baby. Do it. I want to feel it. I want to watch you come.”
Seconds later, a devastating climax crashed into me and a scream erupted from my throat. Rearing up, I bit into the crook of his neck.
“Fuck.” Holding himself deep, he exploded inside me, groaning my name. As if to ring out every bit of his come, he rocked a few times before finally lowering my legs and slumping. Still shaking with the reverberations, we tipped onto our sides.
When I could finally open my eyes, I found Jared gazing admiringly at the knot on my finger. I took his right hand and examined his matching brail-like tattoo.
Jared smiled. “Cool, isn’t it?”
I shivered when he lightly touched the knot, surprised by the small tingling sensation. “And it’ll never fade?”
“No. No matter what, it stays.”
Those words should have comforted me, shouldn’t they? I should have found the ‘no matter what’ reassuring. Instead, I found myself thinking about the downside of that.
His words were gentle. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“You’ll just tell me I’m being daft.”
“You probably are.” He merely chuckled when I slapped his arm. “No, seriously, tell me.”
Admit a fear? Not my style. But this was the person who I was Bound to, and that made things different, didn’t it? “It scares me that if you ever stopped loving me, or if you felt something for someone else, I’d literally be able to feel it.”
He looked at me as if he did, in fact, think I was daft. “Seriously, baby, how could you think that either of those things would ever happen? Is it because I don’t tell you I love you a lot? It’s not because I don’t.”
I was about to say no, but he didn’t give me a chance.
“It is that, isn’t it? Sam, I know I’m not good at giving compliments and telling you what I’m feeling and stuff, but—”
“No it’s okay,” I insisted. “You don’t have to shower me with pretty words. I don’t even like them.”
“Tough, you’re about to hear some. I’ll tell you what you are to me.” He kissed along my neck as he spoke. “You’re strong. Talented. Determined. Wilful. Gorgeous. Intelligent. Tenacious. Capable. A good friend. A good mentor. A good leader. You have the biggest heart. And you’re mine – whether you like it or not. My crazy, stubborn, homicidal bitch.”
I could tell that he meant every word, which left me totally mystified. “You really see me like that? I mean, the latter part I fully agree with. But all the other stuff…You really think that?”
He looked at me wearing an incredulous expression. “Wait a minute, I’ve just pushed past my difficulty with giving compliments, and you don’t even believe me? Oh the irony.”
“It’s not that I think you’re lying,” I chuckled. “I’m just surprised that that’s how you see me.”
“Well that’s exactly how I see you.” He brushed my lips with his. “I love every inch of you. It’s why I get angry with you when you’re hurt and I threaten to strap you to the bed – unfortunately, you like that, so the punishment isn’t a success.”
“It’s not like I get hurt on purpose.”
Hazel eyes pierced mine. “Doesn’t matter. I need you to be safe, and well, and here with me. Always.”
I nodded. “Always.”
“No matter what.”
“No matter what.”
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
As always, a massive thank you to my husband for all the supports he gives me and for taking over with the kids sometimes so that I can lock myself away for a little while. Of course it’s not long until they come knocking on the door, but fair play to him.
Big thanks to Ruby José for the fabulous cover she did for both ‘The Bite That Binds’ and its prequel, ‘Here Be Sexist Vampires’. Ruby, you are so unbelievably talented and I truly appreciate what you’ve done. I’m literally floored by how you were able to create exactly what’s in my head like that.
I wish to also thank Andrea Ashby, my wonderful Beta reader, for being the extra eye I so very much need. I really appreciate all the time you put into helping me, Andrea, and I adore you for it.
And finally, a huge thanks to all my readers for both buying and taking the time to read my book. Your support has been amazing. The positive response I received for ‘Here Be Sexist Vampires’ made it possible for me to make this into a series, so thank you so much for that!
If for any reason you would like to contact me, whether it’s about the book or you’re considering self-publishing and have any questions, please feel free to e-mail me at suzanne_e_wright@live.co.uk.
Take care,
Suzanne Wright, Author
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