Fanged Love, Book 1 by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Author:Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Paranormal Romance, Humor
Publisher: Paper & Silver, Inc.
Published: 2020-09-13T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Boz

After Neli shows Stella out, I quickly realize from the sweat gathering in my nether region that I have backed myself into a very precarious corner. A trip to France? With Stella? What in the name of the dark gods was I thinking?

This connection between us is growing stronger by the minute, like a force I cannot control. And, as anyone who knows vampires will tell you, an out-of-control vampire is a very bad vampire. Prince Bozhidar might be dangerous and handsome, but he is no rogue. I do not kill haphazardly. I weigh the risks and adhere to my rules. I am not a savage.

Yet, every moment that passes in Stella’s presence leaves me feeling increasingly vulnerable to temptation. I want to be bad. I want to be a bad, dirty vampire with Stella.

“Neli! Come here, you insolent major-dorko!”

It takes several moments until I hear her footsteps approaching the kitchen, where I am currently collecting ice from that rectangular food-cooling box and depositing it into a cloth.

The kitchen door swings open. “It’s majordomo. And what do you want?”

“Yes. Major-dodo. Is this not what I said?” I grunt. “And do not distract me from the subject at hand; I cannot accompany Stella to France.” I place the ice in a cloth and shove it down the front of my trousers. Christ almighty, that’s cold!

“Ummm…what the hell are you doing, Boz?”

“What does it look like? I am cooling my loins.” I yelp as one cube works its way free and slides down the interior of my trouser leg.

“Strange way to deal with your horniness, but oddly, I’m not shocked by anything you do these days.” She exhales and folds her arms over her chest. “Now, what’s this about not going to France?”

I wince, feeling my gonads shrink into tight stones. “It is too risky. My desire for her blood is overwhelmingly powerful, and I fear I will kill her.”

Neli lifts one red brow. “You’re an eight-hundred-year-old vampire, and you’re telling me you can’t control yourself around a girl?”

“Yes. Exactly.” I yank the icy cloth from my breeches and toss the bundle into the sink. “It is no use! The fire in my loins will not extinguish.”

Neli chuckles. “Told you so.”

“Told me what?” I snarl.

“She’s your mate.”

“Sorry to disappoint you, but she is not. I was perfectly able to resist her this evening, as you saw with your very own eyes.”

“Says the man shoving ice down his pants.”

“I admit that my attraction to Stella is extremely strong, but that does not make her my mate.”

Neli shakes her head and whooshes out a frustrated breath. If I agree with Neli, then I will have to accept making Stella mine, and I cannot have that. Stella is meant to be human—beautiful, kind, delicate. “No. Impossible.”

“Ohmygod. Why are you always so stubborn, Boz?”

“It is in my nature. Just as asking ridiculous questions is in yours.”

Neli rolls her eyes. “I’m telling you, she’s the one. Think about it. You get all flustered when she’s around.

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