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Chapter Sixteen

Soon after, Portia mumbled, "Well, that was certainly tolerable," squeezing closer into Julian's arms and laying her cheek against his chest. Their intertwined limbs were bathed in a glittering haze as moonlight seeped across the bed.

She could hear the sneer in his voice as he softly rubbed his hands over the fresh puncture wounds on her throat, "You might find it even more tolerable if you'd stop bullying me into biting you." "The following time, I'll chain you up."

She responded, knowing full well that he already had her at his mercy, "I shudder to think what wicked things you'd do to me if you had me at your mercy."

His rich chuckle sent a wonderful ripple of gooseflesh racing across her bare skin. "Oh, you'd shudder all right," he assured. "The entire night."

"I'm not sure why you seem so worried. I only feel slightly drunk; I don't even feel weak.

He paused and said, "That's because I took just enough blood to keep me going until we can get back to London and I can find a butche
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