BLOODBOUND - THE VAMPIRE TRIALS
There was definitely blood on my ribs, and I was still so slick between my legs I could feel the air catch on it as I walked.
“I can’t believe this is my life,” I muttered.
“Believe it,” Nyra said, tossing me a cloth. “Scrub well. The aura stench of post-mating bond sex will cling if you don’t.”
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t. You need me. Now go. If I find a mating mark glowing on my dishes tomorrow, I’m hexing your ovaries.”
The river was just as she said enchanted and warm. Steam curled off the surface like it knew how wrecked I was. I slid in slow, letting the water ease over my skin, washing away blood, sweat, and… whatever the hell Sevrin left inside me.