The World's Wimpiest Vampire (Supernatural Suckers Book 2) by Silvana Falcon

Author:Silvana Falcon [Falcon, Silvana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twenty-Four

Charlie's mind went completely blank.

Simon was kissing him. Simon, who hunted vampires, who'd tried to stake him twice, who'd just spent the last ten minutes proving Charlie was defective, was kissing him like the world was ending.

Maybe it was.

Charlie couldn't think past the heat of Simon's mouth, the way his hands had come up to frame Charlie's face like he was something worth holding onto. There was nothing gentle about the kiss.

Charlie liked that.

He liked it a lot.

But then his fangs descended without his input.

Shit.

What if he nicked Simon?

He tried to pull back, but Simon held him in place, kissing him like he was trying to crawl inside Charlie's skin. Like he could somehow undo everything he'd done if he just pressed close enough, held tight enough.

The taste of blood sparked on his tongue—definitely from a cut, Charlie's fang had caught Simon's lower lip. The flavor hit Charlie's system like a drug, making his whole body light up with need. He whimpered, and tried again to pull back, but Simon's grip turned almost bruising.

"Don't," Simon growled against his mouth, and then he did something that short-circuited Charlie's brain entirely—he deliberately pressed his cut lip against Charlie's fang, letting more blood well up.

Charlie made a broken sound, his hands fisting in Simon's shirt hard enough to tear the fabric. He surged forward, knocking Simon backwards onto the floor. Simon let him, pulling Charlie down with him until Charlie was sprawled on top of him, their bodies pressed together from chest to hip.

Charlie had never felt predatory before, but something about Simon's blood on his tongue and Simon's hands pulling him closer made him feel the need to feast.

"So this is what it takes to make you go wild," Simon said against his mouth, and he sounded happy, satisfied, like Charlie going feral was what he'd wanted all along.

But that wasn't right. Simon had wanted him to be a monster so he could stake him with a clear conscience. Not so Charlie could lie on top of him, fangs out, drunk on a few drops of freely given blood.

"I don't understand you." Charlie pulled back just enough to see Simon's face. "You hate vampires. You hate what I am."

"I don't hate you." Simon's hands had found their way under Charlie's shirt, fingernails dragging along his spine hard enough to leave marks. "I hate that you exist. I hate that you're good. I hate that you're making me question everything I've ever believed."

"Then why⁠—"

"Because I can't stake you." The admission seemed torn from Simon's throat. "I've tried to convince myself I could. Tried to make you into something worth killing. But you're not." His hands tightened on Charlie's waist, holding him in place. "You're the only truly good person I've ever met and you're a vampire and that's breaking my brain."

Charlie stared down at him, this dangerous hunter who'd killed over a hundred vampires, who was currently underneath Charlie looking destroyed by his own confession.

Charlie had wanted a lot of things since being turned.

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