I woke early the next morning. Scratch that. I hadn't really slept, even after the hours Eddie had thoroughly explored my body with his. Twice outside and once after we'd collapsed on his bed. He was right - I craved a drink of vampire blood that drove me even more insane than I already was. Sexually at least. Mentally, too, if I were being honest. s*x with my three vamps blocked out everything else, but could anyone really blame me for trading real life for scorching hot f*****g? I didn't think so.
Besides, it wasn't just f*****g. Eddie, Jacek, and Sawyer were more important to me than that. A lot more.
Anyway, I was spent, but my mind crackled with all that needed to be done before Paul found his way into the mausoleum and through that trapdoor.
Downstairs in the kitchen, I helped
