“Come on,” said Petal. “Change. Why are you not half-naked?” She turned to Dylan, who was lounging on Petal’s bed, only wearing his boxers. “You want Camber to take off her shirt, right?”
“Sure,” said Dylan, but he was just staring at Petal in adoration. He’d agree with whatever she said.
“Sorry,” I said, giggling. I yanked the shirt I was wearing off my head, along with the bra I was wearing, because I could see that I would never be able to pull off a bra with that halter top. All the straps would show. I put on the halter top. It was stretchy, and it rolled up in the back, but I managed to tug it into place.
Petal grinned. “Nice. I like it. Dylan?”
“Hmm?” He was still staring at Petal adoringly.
“What do you think of Camber’s new shirt?” she said, pointing at me.
Dylan glanced at me. “It’s pink.”
“Do you like it?”
He looked at Petal and then at me. I guess he hadn’t been paying attention. We all wanted to agree with Petal. Sometimes she got mad when we didn’t, and it was the most painful thing on earth to have her feel any emotion other than happiness.
“Yes?” he said.
“Excellent,” said Petal. “Perfect.” She held out a hand and beckoned me.
I crossed the room to her immediately, beaming.
When I reached her, she cupped my face in her hands and smiled at me. “You’re such a little sweetheart, Camber. I like you so much.” She kissed my forehead.
The feel of her lips on my skin was the ultimate sensation of goodness. I shivered all over, right down to my toes.
She ran her fingers over my neck, over my shoulders. She ran her hands down my back. The halter top only had stretchy straps there, so I could feel her cool fingertips against my skin.
I let out a harsh breath of pleasure.
She chuckled low in her throat. “That feel good, sweetie?”
I nodded.
“How about this?” she said, kissing my cheek.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“And this?” She put her lips to my neck.
“Mmm.” I shut my eyes, lost to ecstasy. It was so nice to be this close to her, to have her touch me. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to know Petal. Every time she even paid a little bit of attention to me, I was blessed. How had I managed to have such a wonderful life? I was sure I didn’t deserve to be this happy.
Petal wrapped an arm around me, pulling my body against hers. She fit her teeth against my neck, and I felt a tiny burst of pain as her fangs sank into my neck.
But immediately, it was all washed away in a perfect rush of bliss.
I loved it when Petal fed on me the most of all. Being a companion to a vampire, it was an amazing feeling. I clung to Petal, grateful for every moment of it.
Uh-oh! Where’s Landon? How is Camber going to get out of this when she’s blood-bonded to vamps?
Info on Book Two here.
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