Love Sick
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“I must measure beyond them,” he said so cocksure, I couldn’t let him win.
Shrugging, I said, “Enough.”
Khalid caught the edge of my jaw in his fingers and raised me up. Eye to eye, he said, “I lay awake every day in my coffin aching to hear you howl,” and finished with a tender kiss.
With a sigh, I tumbled back onto his chest. “You always give me a reason. Even if you make it a challenge to get there.”
“It’s much harder to feel regret over the garlic festival when this is how you respond to my foolishness.”
“Vampire…” I growled, spinning onto my haunches without a second’s pause.
Khalid laughed. “I jest, I jest. Please, do not eviscerate me,” he said, trying to pull me down onto him. I began to give in, when he said, “I have heard of a fascinating place where the sun rises even at midnight.”
“For fuck’s sake—” I began when my vampire cut me off with a kiss.
A chime rang out, announcing that the witching hour had begun. I shook off Khalid’s poor joke and his attempt to distract me from his incessant danger-chasing. “You’re looking much better,” I said. “More like death, at least.”
He glanced away from my hand brushing over his forehead to the unhelpful mirror on the wall. It showed me laying in bed alone. “Is that your way of trying to kick me out of your bed?”
I shrugged. “Maybe there’s an all-night garden stake convention you need to visit?”
Khalid’s bone-white arms enveloped me, his fingers ruffling through my hair and lulling me to a state of bliss. “Luna, my heart, my love. Never do I wish to leave this bed, not for all the vestal virgins with freshly washed necks in the world.”
A chuckle rolled through me even as I felt myself slipping under his spell. “I’ll hold you to that,” I whispered.
As the night full with our kind carried onward, the vampire and werewolf remained ensnared in each other’s arms for as long as inhumanly possible.
Did you enjoy Love Sick? Why not check out some of Ellen Mint’s other books?
Holidays of Love Series
Gettin’ Lucky
PSL
Cutie Pi
Inquisition Series
Undercover Siren
Fever
Wild Ménage Series
Reefcake
Happily Ever Austen Series
Pride & Pancakes
Stand Alone
Hog Wild
Special Delivery
About the Author
Ellen Mint adores the adorkable heroes who charm with their shy smiles and heroines that pack a punch. She has a needy black lab named after Granny Weatherwax from Discworld. Sadly, her dog is more of a Magrat.
When she’s not writing imposing incubi or saucy aliens, she does silly things like make a tiny library full of her books. Her background is in genetics and she married a food scientist so the two of them nerd out over things like gut bacteria. She also loves gaming, particularly some of the bigger RPG titles. If you want to get her talking for hours, just bring up Dragon Age.
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