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The Insatiable Vampire Lord II

The dress fit perfectly.Black silk that clung to her waist and fell in a soft column to mid-calf, the neckline lower than anything Sera would have chosen herself. No apron. No starched collar. Just the dress, her dark hair left loose because the note on the package had said so, and a single silver pin at her throat that she suspected was more than decoration.She stood outside the private study at half past midnight with her pulse beating hard enough to feel in her teeth.The rest of the manor had gone still. Even the usual creaks of old wood seemed to hold their breath. Sera lifted her hand, hesitated, then knocked once.“Enter.”The door opened under her palm as if it had been waiting.Lord Vesper’s study was all dark wood, high windows, and the low glow of a single lamp. Books lined every wall. A heavy desk dominated the center. He stood near the fireplace with his back to her, one hand resting on the mantel, the other holding a glass of something far too dark to be wine. When he

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The second night she wore the dress again.Sera told herself it was only practical—the fabric moved better than the stiff gray uniform, and the silver pin at her throat seemed to keep the other things that lived in the shadows of Blackthorn Manor at a respectful distance. She did not tell herself it was because of the way Vesper’s eyes had lingered on the low neckline the night before.She knocked once on the study door at half past midnight.“Enter.”He was seated behind the desk this time, a thick ledger open in front of him, a glass of that too-dark liquid at his elbow. The lamp cast him in gold and shadow. When Sera stepped inside, he closed the ledger without looking at the page.“Punctual,” Vesper said. “And still in possession of that mouth. I am beginning to think the house will survive you after all.”“Disappointed?”“Intrigued.” He gestured to the chair across from him. “Sit. Tell me how the upper floors look after a full day under your care.”Sera sat, smoothing the black s

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On the third night the lamp was already low when Sera entered the study.Vesper stood by the tall window with his back to the door, looking out over the dark grounds. Rain streaked the glass. The fire had burned down to embers. He did not turn when she closed the door, but she felt the moment his attention shifted to her—like a change in air pressure.“You’re late,” he said.“I’m exactly on time. You just started early.”A quiet huff of amusement. He turned. In the dim light his eyes glowed deeper crimson than usual, and there was a tightness around his mouth that had not been there the night before. Hunger, she realized. Real hunger.Sera stopped a few paces inside the room. “You didn’t feed.”“Observant.”“You have donors. The housekeeper mentioned the arrangement.”“I have people who offer their veins the way they offer taxes—out of duty and fear.” Vesper’s gaze moved over the black dress, the silver pin, the steady way she held his eyes. “Tonight I found the idea… unappealing.”Th

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The house looked exactly the same as it had the last time Ava visited—two summers ago, right before she left for college.White siding, dark shutters, the wide front porch with the swing that still creaked in the same spot. A neat lawn. The kind of place that looked like nothing complicated ever happened inside it. Ava stood on the driveway with her duffel bag over one shoulder and the late-afternoon sun warm on the back of her neck, and tried to ignore the low twist of nerves in her stomach.One week. That was all.Her mother had pushed the idea for months. Uncle Grant and Aunt Leigh have the pool. You need a break before senior year starts. They already said yes. Ava had finally given in because the alternative was another sticky summer in her childhood bedroom listening to her mother rehash the divorce. A week at the lake house with her step-uncle’s family seemed easier.She had not expected to feel this restless the second the front door opened.Grant filled the doorway like he al

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Morning light came soft through the guest-room curtains.Ava woke to the smell of coffee and the distant sound of the lake. For a few seconds she lay still, staring at the pale blue ceiling, replaying the way Grant had looked at her on the porch the night before. It suits you. The words had followed her into sleep.She changed into a simple swimsuit under an oversized button-down shirt, pulled her hair into a loose knot, and went downstairs.Leigh was already in the kitchen, bright and put-together, packing a tote bag. Grant stood at the counter pouring coffee into two mugs. He was in a dark T-shirt and swim shorts, hair still slightly damp like he’d already been outside. When he glanced up and saw Ava, something brief and unreadable moved through his expression before it settled into an easy smile.“Morning. Coffee?”“Please.”He slid a mug toward her. Their fingers brushed again. This time Ava didn’t pull away quite as fast. Leigh kept talking about the book club—some novel she hadn

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The house felt too quiet when they walked back inside.Water still dripped from Ava’s hair onto the shoulders of the oversized shirt she had thrown on over her swimsuit. Grant moved through the kitchen with the same calm efficiency he always had—pulling out bread, cold chicken, a bowl of fruit Leigh had cut that morning—like the charged silence on the boat had never happened. Ava leaned against the counter and watched him, pulse still unsteady.“You want to change first?” he asked without looking up.“I’m fine.”He glanced at her then, eyes flicking over the damp shirt clinging to her skin, the bare legs, the way she was holding the edge of the counter a little too tightly. Something dark and careful moved through his expression before he nodded and went back to assembling the plates.They ate at the kitchen island. The only sounds were the soft clink of forks and the distant hum of the air conditioner. Every so often their knees brushed under the overhang. Neither of them shifted awa

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The guest-room door closed with a soft, final click.Grant turned the lock without looking away from her. Afternoon light filtered through the pale curtains in long gold bars across the bed. Outside, the lake moved quietly against the shore. Inside, the only sound was their breathing and the distant tick of the hallway clock.Ava stood near the foot of the bed in nothing but the black swimsuit bottoms, the top still pulled down around her waist from the kitchen. Her lips felt swollen. Her pulse still hammered between her legs where his fingers had been. Grant pulled his T-shirt over his head and dropped it on the chair. The sight of him—broad chest, the faint trail of dark hair, the hard line of his stomach—made her mouth go dry all over again.He crossed the room slowly, like he was giving her one last chance to change her mind. When he reached her he cupped her face in both hands and kissed her with a hunger that had nothing careful left in it. Ava rose onto her toes, arms sliding a

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They barely made it to the shower before reaching for each other again.Hot water streamed over them. Grant crowded Ava against the tiled wall, mouth on hers, one hand braced beside her head while the other slid between her thighs. She was still sensitive from the bed; the first stroke of his fingers made her gasp into his mouth. He worked her with the same focused patience as before—circling her clit, pushing two fingers inside, curling them until her knees threatened to give out. When she came it was with a sharp, muffled cry against his shoulder, body shaking under the spray.Grant shut the water off before it could go cold. He wrapped a towel around her, then himself, and led her back to the bed without bothering to dry off properly. Damp skin met damp skin as he laid her down again. The afternoon light had shifted; longer shadows stretched across the floor. Leigh would be home in less than two hours. The knowledge only sharpened everything.He rolled on another condom and settled

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The gallery was almost empty when the power flickered.Claire stood alone in the back room of the small downtown space she managed, surrounded by half-unpacked crates of new pieces for the weekend opening. Rain hammered the high windows. The single overhead light buzzed, dimmed, then steadied again. She muttered a curse and set down the clipboard, pushing a strand of dark hair out of her face with the back of her wrist.That was when the front door chimed.Claire frowned. The gallery had closed an hour ago. She stepped out into the main space and stopped.A woman stood just inside the entrance, shaking rain from a black leather jacket. Tall. Sharp cheekbones. Short undercut dyed a deep, almost black red. She wore black jeans and a fitted white T-shirt that clung slightly from the weather. When she looked up, her eyes were a cool gray that somehow managed to feel hot.“We’re closed,” Claire said.The woman didn’t leave. She glanced around the space—white walls, polished concrete, the c

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Claire’s apartment was only four blocks away.They barely spoke on the walk. Rain still fell in a fine mist, cool against flushed skin. Nova kept her hand at the small of Claire’s back the entire way—not pushing, just present, a steady point of contact that made Claire’s pulse stay elevated. By the time they climbed the narrow stairs to the second-floor unit, both of them were damp again and breathing a little too fast.Claire unlocked the door with slightly unsteady fingers. The apartment was small and clean—white walls, a low couch, a kitchen that opened into the living space, a bedroom visible through an open doorway. Nova stepped inside, looked around once, then turned and pinned Claire against the closed door with a kiss that picked up exactly where the gallery had left off.This time there was no urgency to stay quiet.Claire’s sweater hit the floor first. Nova’s jacket followed. They left a trail of clothes across the living room—jeans, boots, underwear—until Claire was backing

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