Nathaniel had his side of the bed now. She was hugging herself so hard, it looked painful. The feel of him inside me forced small sounds from my throat, made me whimper and moan, all of it with Jean-Claude still in my mouth. I had to be careful how I touched him lately.
Normally, I'd have thrown an arm into his throat and not trusted that I could get a hand there in time, but the last two times I tried that maneuver with a vampire, they'd torn up my arm. Am I suppose to apologize for being happy? Are you happy, really happy? I sighed. I know that, Richard said, a hint of a growl in his voice. He went around the table away from me, then laid the last one back at the head of the table within touching distance of me.
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