Bane's Choice
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“I am very unreliable,” she suddenly said, biting a very sensitive spot on his neck and then throwing her head back, laughing. “Savannah is beautiful from up here, too. Almost as beautiful as you.”
“Almost as beautiful as you,” he growled, his body hardening, his mind hazing over with need. “Also, exactly how unreliable are you?”
“I don’t—oh!” Her eyes widened when his fingers stroked over the center of her heat and then slipped inside. “You can’t—oh, yes. Yes, you can. Please.”
He slowed the speed of their flight, pulled her leg higher on his waist, adjusted his pants and the edge of her blanket, and then thrust inside her all the way to the hilt, growling with the sheer pleasure of claiming this woman. His woman.
Now, here, and always.
“Oh, my, oh, oh!” She shuddered, digging her fingers into his shoulders and tightening her body around his cock. Then she started moving her hips, at first in a slow swirl and then bucking against him, harder and harder, her eyelids fluttering with the sensation.
He drove into her, joy and triumph and possession and, far more important, love in every movement. In every touch and murmur.
She clung to him and conquered him, returning every bit of his passion. Returning every ounce of his love. Together, at last—as they meant to go on always—they claimed each other, there in the night sky.
He laughed when her skin began to glow.
“If there are reports of UFOs in the news, that will be my fault,” she said, gasping, but then she had no more words, and neither did he, except yes and more and now and then the syllables of each other’s name were jewels on their tongues, and the night sky lit up around them and inside them with the power of their completion.
When they could finally breathe again, she pulled his face to hers and kissed him, long and sweet. “This is going to be the best year, ever,” she said, stretching. “I think I want to kiss you again.”
His cock sprang back to instant attention. “I think I want to let you. Any time and any place you want.”
She gave him the most wicked smile he’d ever seen and then deliberately looked down at his erection.
“And not necessarily on your mouth.”
He groaned, turning them midair to return home, as his warrior trailed a hand down his chest. And lower. “Not to change the subject, but what did your father say to you about me? I’m suddenly expecting him to show up any minute and smite me for this. Although, for some reason, I can’t actually remember what he looked like.”
“Yeah, he has that effect. He seemed to be okay with you, but there were generalized threats of bloody death if you ever hurt me. Now shut up about my father.”
He started to answer, something about the bloody death, maybe, but then she wrapped her hand around him, and his body turned to liquid fire. Again.
“You’re going to have to marry me, you know,” he told her.
“Oh! Really?” Her eyes lit up. “Are you asking? I’m getting a flying proposal?”
“Do you want me to get down on one knee?” He pulled her to him and kissed her again—long and deep—and she moaned.
“Maybe later,” she said. “For now, yes. A thousand times yes. Yes and yes. You said you’d give me forever, and I plan to hold you to it.”
“Forever and ever and ever,” he said, pulling her closer and staring down into her beautiful eyes. “I love you, Dr. St. Cloud.”
“I love you, too,” she said, joy in every syllable. “Forever.”
For the first time in centuries, Bane was glad to be immortal, now that he’d found the woman he planned to spend eternity loving.
Forever was going to be wonderful.
“Wait? Does your father have to give you away at the wedding? That may be a problem.”
“Shut up and kiss me now,” she demanded, pulling his head down to hers, as they flew back through the window into his—their—home.
And so he did.
Forever was his new favorite word.
Epilogue
A phone rang in a brightly lit conference room in London, and the man who answered would have appeared to the casual visitor to be in his early seventies.
This was irrelevant, since Lord Alastair Neville was not, strictly speaking, a man, and he never, ever had casual visitors.
He neither offered a greeting nor waited to hear one. “Is he dead?”
After listening to the response, the man gently placed his phone on the table, exactly parallel to the pen that lay next to it, and then he turned to look at the twelve other people in the room, all of whom, like himself, wore the triangle on their left wrists.
“We have a problem.”
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Acknowledgments
Thank you to my amazing team at Entangled: Liz Pelletier, Stacy Abrams, Jessica Turner, Bree Archer (oh, that cover art!), Meredith Johnson, Lydia Sharp, Curtis Svehlak, and Jessica Meigs (sorry about my comma abuse problem!). We had to rethink publishing to cope with the pandemic, and you are all rock stars!
To my agent, Kevan Lyon: Thanks for your patience and sense of humor.
To my readers: Thank you for being part of my worlds for so many years. I appreciate you more than I can ever say.
To Navy Guy, College Princess, and Law School Ninja: I love you more than the universe.
Author’s Note: I thought long and hard about incorporating the pandemic in this book but ultimately decided against it. So many readers write to thank me for the small oasis of respite and pleasure that my books provide in challenging times, so I honored that by keeping the world of the Vampire Motorcycle Club coronavirus-free. I offer my best wishes and hopes that you and your loved ones are safe and well.
About the Author
Alyssa Day is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author with more than a million books sold, including the Vampire Motorcycle Club, Warriors of Poseidon, and Cardinal Witches paranormal romance series and the Tiger’s Eye Mysteries paranormal mystery series. Throughout her seventeen-year writing career, she has won many awards for her fiction, which include Romance Writers of America’s prestigious RITA(R) award for outstanding romance fiction and the RT Book Reviews Reviewer’s Choice Award for Best Paranormal Romance Novel of 2012. A former trial lawyer and frequent speaker, Alyssa is also a past president of Romance Writers of America. She currently lives in Florida with her Navy Guy husband, two kids, and any number of rescue dogs.
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