How to Bare Your Neck and Save a Wreck (Guides For Dating Vampires Book 3) by D. N. Bryn

Author:D. N. Bryn [Bryn, D. N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Kraken Collective
Published: 2024-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

19

SHANE

The pieces had come together for Shane slowly but surely, drenched in numbing denial.

“Andres?” he’d asked the person he could recognize only as the farthest thing from a stranger, a part of him expecting—hoping—to be corrected. A tremble ran up his spine, and he gripped the boardwalk railing as he repeated the name. “Andres?”

He tried to turn, but a hand pressed against the side of his head and another cupped his hip. The hot breath on his neck slid all his suspicions perfectly and painfully into place.

“Be still for me.” Andres’s lips brushed Shane’s skin as he spoke. Shane couldn’t find the strength to disobey, his knees so weak that only the vampire behind him and the railing before him held him up.

His vampire, Andres Serrano.

Andres, whom Shane had been harboring a small, guilty crush on for weeks now, smiling over every time his phone chimed, was his vampire. His vampire, who’d been so very good to him tonight, who’d gotten him the interview of his dreams and then pressed him to a wall and bitten him like he was precious. Two personas, who’d both worn masks, kept this secret, lied through their teeth just to trick him into—into this.

Whatever the hell this was.

Andres loosened Shane’s tight arms, winding through them, wrapping him up. A panicked tremble in the back of his mind shouted through his shock, screaming at him to refuse. To fight—

“Give me your neck.” Andres had it already, his mouth against it, but Shane knew what he was asking for: not just the flesh and the blood but the surrendering. Shane’s submission, the way he’d given it to his vampire every night.

But this was not just Shane’s vampire anymore.

“Your neck, my Cygnus.” There was a little growl to his voice, so dark, so sensual and yet it was now unmistakably Andres’s.

His presence felt smothering, claustrophobic, and Shane curled toward the wood, instinct pushing him away from Andres. As he did, Andres loosened again, and Shane could feel the tremor that ran through the vampire’s chest. Two of his fingers slid beneath Shane’s, just as he had done during their first bite in the alley: a kind of safe word.

“Cygnus?” Andres said, like a question. Or a warning. “I want you. Will you let me?”

Shane trusted his vampire—had trusted, until now, until this—but in that moment he feared the predator behind him, feared him properly for the first time. It was a terrible sensation, thick and ugly like a room with nothing but empty blood bags and a needle jabbed into his arm. It closed up his lungs and got into his chest, and he could not—could not—

“No!” He squeezed Andres’s hand like he was trying to draw blood.

Andres let him go, his presence vanishing from Shane’s back in an instant.

He could breathe again.

The boardwalk life echoed through his ears, distant laughter and muted music. Pain throbbed behind his jaw, building in the back of his throat. He sucked in air and let out anger.

“You fucking—” Shane spun as he shouted it, turning so fast that his shoulder rammed into Andres’s chest.

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