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Sassy's arms clenched reflexively around me. They were beautiful. I'd seen something similar, in their blood clan leader, Sebastian, taken over by the essence of the vampiric virus. It had turned him into perfection, an angel of death and I'd been as attracted to him as I'd been terrified of what he'd become.

Darun was shocked that the man in front of him had that much sexual energy. Are vampires really that horny?

They all watched as the handsome vampire kicked his legs out and sat elegantly on the couch in the huge waiting area near the entrance. He watched as Ruben walked towards him with a pretty girl. Just then, the wind shifted and Sebastian got a strong whiff of her scent. It took all his strength to keep himself from getting a boner. Even then, he wasn't completely successful. His canines elongated, and his eyes glowed brightly as he breathed in her scent. He was unprepared for how potent it was in person, the spiciness calling to him. He wanted her. Now. She wasn't anything like he'd envisioned she'd be. Until now he'd preferred women who were feminine, soft, sensual. They wore dresses and wo

I've read all the books about gifts, researched our history, and done everything else, but I still haven't found an answer nor found any solution for my situation. However, I will turn twenty-one in a few months. I'm not sure what the king's plan is yet, but according to the books, twenty-first birthdays are special not just to us, the royal family, but to all vampires. And Alice and Drake had a big celebration for their twenty-first birthday too. Festivals, feasts, music, and other events abound, making it feel almost like a coronation day.

The vampires. At least eight or nine that I could immediately identify. Each one more devastatingly beautiful than the last. One had midnight-black hair and molten silver eyes that seemed to pierce straight through flesh and bone. Another — tall, golden-haired Elias — wore a wicked, boyish grin that promised both pleasure and ruin. Seraphine, with her cascading fiery red hair and crimson lips, moved like living temptation incarnate. Viktor looked like a broad-shouldered warrior carved from marble, while Damien’s dark, smoldering intensity made my knees feel weak. They didn’t hide what they were.

Rolled to his stomach, arm shoved under a pillow, he looked peaceful and younger than when he was awake. I sighed blissfully. The blood sharing was… out of this world. I closed my eyes, remembering the feel of his lips on mine and the pulse of desire flowing through his blood. Sebastian didn’t show emotions, but the blood sharing was eye-opening. He was a passionate vampire behind it all. Perhaps it wasn’t the blood sharing exactly, as it was having Sebastian’s lips and hands all over me. I blinked dreamily at him. We hadn’t had sex, but I would take anything this gorgeous man was willing to share with me.

Oh … His bloodied wounds hadn't completely healed. And even though they weren't visible beyond his clothes, the smell of his recent bloodletting was unmistakable. My nostrils caught the faint scent that I had become accustomed to; sex, blood, and werewolf. Shit, vampires were notorious for knowing when you've had sex and now they knew that we'd spilled each other's blood. Yes, I was not happy about announcing our freaky sex, but more importantly, werewolf blood was a delicacy to vampires.

It was a thrilling sensation, to know he had this powerful male’s interest and desire. Now, Azrin was a bit lost with what to do next. In all the human lore he’d read over the years, vampires used preening to seduce and attract their human prey. Sweet smelling, hypnotics eyes, and venom that acts as a paralytic as well as an aphrodisiac. There was truth to it of course, but it was horribly embellished, and not something they would consciously use on a human. Not that he was aware of anyways.