Midnight Series (camren version)

Chapter Eighteen

butterfly

I might be a Nermac or I might still be human, just with Nermac characteristics. I might be pregnant or I might...no, I wouldn't even say it. The one thing I knew for sure was that I was Lauren's mate. That was for certain. For a while I wondered if she'd want me, but I never doubted if I wanted her.

I still wasn't sure if I was her submissive or not, though. We hadn't even talked about that, but there were much more urgent matters than our sexual fantasy life.

The problem was, no matter how urgent, we weren't going to be able to get answers right away. There were a few things we did know. I was feeling stronger rather than weaker, and I could tell you that the moment Lauren bit me, there was this warmth that spread throughout my system. It made me so sleepy my entire body relaxed and wouldn't move, but when it wore off just a few minutes later, I had never felt more alive. That feeling only continued, and it was incredible.

Lying in her arms was wonderful, as well. I'd planned on falling asleep, but I really wasn't tired. Lauren did look a bit tired, however, and I recalled what she'd said about not really eating or taking care of herself while I'd been staying with her parents. I knew just what she needed.

I sat up and held her hand. "You look so tired," I said, pulling her to her feet. "Why don't we take a walk on the beach and you can get some extra nourishment?"

She knew exactly what I meant because she stood and smiled at me. "Do you feel strong enough? I don't want to put you in danger until we know for sure if the transformation worked."

I started to tell her that I was fine but Ally stood up and stepped between us, her back to me. "Mila is right, you do look tired." She stepped closer to her and put her hands on her shoulders before running them down her biceps. The movement caused something inside of me to boil. I watched, frozen, as a Ally opened the top few buttons of her shirt.

"Ally! What are you doing?" Lauren questioned as she took a step back, her chest now exposed.

"Well, Mila pointed out how tired you look. I know I have the nourishment you need, and she's in no condition to give it to you." She mimicked her steps, and as she moved back, she moved forward, staying close. Not even conscious of what I was doing, I also followed their movement, keeping my proximity to Lauren, and in turn, Ally.

I knew in my head that she was a member of the family and a Mistress, whom I should treat with respect, but her words and actions had me feeling like fire was coursing through my body.

Lauren seemed confused, too, and stepped back once again. "Ally, I'm not sure what you're saying."

"I'm saying, Lauren..." she responded, moving even closer to her and placing both hands on her chest, "...that we can find a quiet place and I'll spread my legs so you can dine until you feel strong again."

It was about when she said the words 'spread my legs' that the low rumble started coming from my chest—I couldn't help it—but when she moved her hand slightly and touched her mating mark, I lost any control I had left. I felt a primal rage come over me. My entire body tensed and I let out a feral roar. Ally spun around and dropped to her knees, putting her hands up defensively.

Her motion confused and disarmed me, and the smile on her face caused me to pause. I swallowed once, twice, only then noticing the intense amount of what I thought was saliva in my mouth. It wasn't.

Lauren was staring at me with her jaw dropped. Ally stood slowly and moved away, her smile morphing into a smirk. "Never mind, I see that Mila is quite well enough to take care of you herself, and, judging by those fangs, it looks like the transformation worked just fine."