31
DAWN
Vampire Prophecy:
“One will rise. And she will be forged of bone and flesh, a love like no other — inamorata. And she alone shall force the heavens wide. Then shall the race of vampire fall.”
Morning dawns, but I’m not ready to get up. I pull the silk sheet over my face.
Silas smiles, his head between my legs. He’s cute with his hair tousled, flyaway strands sticking to the underside of the sheets, face pinked with the light that filters through the filmy crimson material. “You’ve come to join the dark side, eh? Those assholes up there aren’t nearly as fun to look at.”
Draynor chuckles, and his chest vibrates against my back; his fingers tighten on my ribs. He moves his hips, thrusting deep inside me, and Silas lowers his face between my legs once more, attacking me with his
