Singed (The White Rose Vampire Series) book 2

Chapter Twenty-Six

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I took a deep breath, exhaustion settling into my body as Jonathon and I stepped into our room to rest until Bastian took the potion to descend to Dimitri. Jonathon turned to me, a frown marring his brow as he cupped my cheeks.

"You're exhausted," he said, his eyes tracing over her face.

"I'll be alright, Jonathon," I said, trying to calm his worry.

"You need blood," he said, moving forward until he was flush against me and bared his neck to me, "Take it from me."

His scent surrounded me, beckoning me to sink my fangs into his flesh. My eyes trained on his pulse, "What about you?" I asked unable to break my gaze away from his trembling skin.

"I've just taken some blood so you can do this," he said, softly, "Somehow, I knew you wouldn't take care of yourself. So, I have extra."

My fangs lengthened as I kissed his skin before running my tongue over its smoothness. I closed my eyes as he moaned, taking away any argument that I could have given him as I sank my fangs into him.

His hands found my hair before pressing me closer, silently asking me to take more. Another groan pushed past his lips, causing another hunger to rip through me, this one even more irresistible.

I gripped his shirt, pulling it up to slip my hands beneath so I could run my fingers over his taut skin. He hissed between his teeth, the reaction to my touch addicting as I pulled my fangs from him and kissed the wound that was already healing.

I trailed kisses to his jaw before taking his lips, pulling his bottom lip between my teeth. Immediately, my shirt was ripped down the center of my chest. He threw it from me before picking me up and laying me on the bed.

He slipped my skirt from me before shredding my panties. His fingers found my core with a desperation that caused my stomach to flip. I gripped his shirt pulling it over his head, almost violently before casting it away. The need for him rose to a fevered pitch. He removed his pants before falling upon me, entering me immediately, causing my back to arch with pleasure of my mate joining with me.

A moan moved from my lips as he moved inside me bringing me closer to orgasm. I trembled as he crushed his lips against mine as that connection that told me I was as precious to him as he was to me, strengthened. I moved my hips, needing to be closer to him.

His hands gripped my hips, tilting my body in a way that caused every bit of pleasure to gather in my center. I gasped as he brought his neck close to me again. He moved his hands to mine, intertwining them as my fangs lengthened.

My lips brushed his skin and he shuddered as my fangs sank into his skin bringing us both over the edge. I pulled my fangs from him as I called out his name. His eyes met mine and I could see it...The bond but also, every ounce of love he had for me as his eyes brightened before my name was whispered from between his lips. He pressed his forehead against mine, his breath fast and labored moving over my face before he kissed the tip of my nose, my cheeks before brushing his lips over my mouth.

He fell to my side and pulled me against him, allowing all of our stresses to float away until it was just me and him, bound together in a moment I wished would last forever.

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I awoke to a knock on the door, "Iz, it's me," Lanie called behind the door, "It's almost time."

"Give us ten minutes and we'll be downstairs," I said, my heart clenching in my chest. I glanced at the door, hurting for my friends while knowing that I would be going through the same thing in a month.

Jonathon's arms encircled me as he kissed my temple, "We need to dress," he said, frowning, "I want to see Bastian off."

"Me too and I want to be there for Lanie afterwards," I whispered, rising from the bed, "This is going to be awful for her...And for Bastian."

Jonathon nodded, "And for us when it's our turn."

I shuddered, "I don't want to imagine how Bethany and Dimitri feel."

"Neither do I," I said, finding clothes and putting them on as Jonathon rose and dressed.

He moved toward me, interlacing our fingers as we exited our room and moved down the stairs to join Lanie and Bastian. Gilliam met us a few moments later.

"Did you think I would let you descend into hell without giving you a proper send off, little brother?"

Bastian grinned, "I would hope not," he said, raising his brow.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Gilliam asked, frowning.

"Help keep Lanie safe," Bastian said, pulling Lanie against him and kissing her temple.

"I will," Gilliam said, sighing, "If you promise the same for Callie when it's my turn to descend."

Bastian raised his brow, "I can do that."

We moved toward the room that housed Bethany and Dimitri moving inside. Bethany's eyes widened as she glanced at Bastian.

"Thank you for doing this," she whispered, glancing at Dimitri, "We've prepared a bed for you."

I noticed the small bed in the corner. Bastian moved toward it, stopping to turn to Lanie, "Stay safe," he said, frowning, "Don't do anything to put yourself in danger."

"I won't," she said, tears shining in her eyes, "I love you, Bastian."

"I love you too, Lanie," he said, kissing her deeply before breaking away and moving toward the bed.

"These are the potions," She said, moving toward a table and placing them in his hand, "The blue is for him to drink. It will let us know when he begins a demon trial. A mark will appear on his wrist. We'll make sure he has plenty of blood for when that happens. The red is the demon's sleep. He only needs a drop to hit their skin and it will knock them out."

She picked up the tea that would bring him to Dimitri, "This is for you."

Bastian nodded before taking the first sip and wrinkling his nose, "This is horrendous."

"I never said it would taste good," I said, shrugging.

He glanced at Lanie, "I'll be back in three days," he said, giving her a smile, "I want your face to be the first I see."

She nodded, "I'll be here until you wake."

He took a deep breath and then, chugged the tea. The cup fell from his hands as he fell back on the pillow, his eyes on Lanie until they closed and he began his descent into the demon's realm to meet Dimitri.