straightened, he murmured, “It’s my duty as your Master to look after you.”
“Oh.”
“You’re glaring at me, pet.”
Because the way he was smiling at her was making her heart throb, but of course Zari couldn’t say that.
Alexandru suddenly yanked her to him, causing her body to slam against his. Her cloak parted open, and she gasped at the contact of her naked skin against his fully clothed form. She opened her mouth to yell at him for being a pervert, but he beat her to speaking.
“This is the last time I’ll ask you.”
Zari froze.
In all honesty, he did not want to ask her again. In his mind, she was already his. But he also knew he would not be able to live with himself if he did not give her this one final chance to be free of him. One last chance to live a life without pain because sooner or later, Alexandru was sure he would only make her cry, and it wouldn’t be tears of pleasure.
“Are you sure you want to remain by my side as my pet?”
The words had her looking down. She didn’t want the vampire to see how relieved she was at what he was saying.
“Zari?”
She said softly, “Yes.”
The world seemed to shift the moment she spoke. When she gazed up at Alexandru, she could see that it was the same for him.
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It is not politically correct to call human pets as food.
If that was the case, then we pets have the right to call vampires bats with feet.
Zari’s Rules for the Modernization of Relationships between Human Pets and Masters
~ Zari ~
La Scala Legaturia.
The words, spelled in molded black steel on top of the gates, supposedly meant the School of Bonds. Since this was a training ground for human pets wishing to serve their Masters well, I had to wonder if the double entendre behind the name was intentional. If most vampires were like my Master, it probably was.
Beyond the gates, a sprawling structure made of ancient red bricks soared against the overcast skies. It would be my home for the next few years, assuming I was accepted as one of the school’s privileged students.
“Scared, pet?”
I looked up at the question, and the sly smile that accompanied the words made me lift my chin and say, “Nope.”
It was a lie, of course, and my Master knew it.
He threw back his head and laughed, the rich dark sound echoing in the night like a dangerously addictive melody.
My heart skipped a beat at the sound, and when I glanced back at the vampire, my heart skipped again. I wished it didn’t, but it was no use. Tall, dark-haired, and broad shouldered, Alexandru remained the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my eighteen years of existence. And since I had become a part of his world? That was saying a lot. Every – and I mean every – nonhuman male I got to know had been prettier than me.
My Master clucked his tongue. “You and your lies,” he chided softly. “It is not bad to admit to a few weaknesses, pet. That is why I am your Master.” He spread his arms wide open. “Would you like me to comfort you with my body?”
My cheeks heated.
When I saw an unholy gleam light up his emerald-green eyes, I realized belatedly that I had fallen for his trap. Again. We had been together for less than a week, most of it spent on the road as we traveled from the wilds in Brazil to the mysterious isles of Key West. That much time in his company was enough to make one thing glaringly clear: nothing brought him greater pleasure than seeing me blush.
My Master suddenly laced his fingers with mine, making me stiffen in surprise.
Before I knew what he was doing, he had raised my hand to his lips, and my cheeks burned hotter when I felt his kiss on my flesh. “ Master !” I hadn’t been able to call him that the first time we met, but now, the word slipped past my lips easily.
“I vowed that no harm shall ever befall you, pet, and you must be aware by now that I always keep my word.”
I nodded, slowly. It was the truth. He always kept his word, no matter how
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