I know you do.

  His conversation with Megan inside his mind had taken only a few seconds because they didn't actually have to say the words, and thinking went a lot faster. Jillian and the other vampires barely noticed that something was going on behind their backs. That was exactly how he wanted it.

  Jillian grabbed a better hold of the dagger and pointed it at Jaromir. “I will go far, Jaromir. Unfortunately, you won't be around to see it. I will become everything you never were able to become. You were never a real Vampire King. You're too soft. Vampires need someone strong and powerful.”

  “And you think that one of these idiots will take my place.” He snorted. “They will kill each other before one of them even gets the chance to claim my thrown.” He threw a fast look at all the vampires inside the room. “Let me guess. This is all there is of your little army. Good luck in getting anywhere. Too many vampires stand on my side and they will fight you.”

  Jaromir saw that Jillian hesitated. She swayed on her feet and the insecurity in her eyes became more and more obvious. “They are all I need.”

  Jaromir smiled on the inside. Jillian's words had answered Megan's question. Jillian and these ten men would be easy to take down now, now that Megan's essence sang inside his soul. It would have been impossible just a little while ago. He had thought that his last moment had come, that he would never see Megan again or hold her in his arms.

  His life has taken a drastic turn these last few days. He had never seen this coming.

  Do you regret it? he heard Megan ask even if he knew that she felt that he didn't.

  No, my dear. You are the fresh breeze that I needed in my life.

  Good, because there will be a fresh breeze inside the club any second now.

  Jaromir focused on the image he saw inside his head. Megan and the others were just outside the club. They walked right up to the entrance and opened the door. Jaromir knew that his club, the Dark Sun, was empty thanks to Jillian's words. He knew her well enough to know that she hadn't been lying. Everyone of her so-called mean minions were inside his office. No one was on a watch to make sure that no surprises came their way.

  Jaromir couldn't believe how stupid they all were. They either had way too much confidence or they were complete idiots. At first, he couldn't figure out how they had overpowered him and everyone else who had been at the club. But on the other hand, they had just stormed in, gone amok and shot wildly all over the place, taking everyone by surprise. Jaromir had barely had the chance to react before he had been cornered.

  He had yet to see the damage that had been done to his club, but he suspected that he would have to shut the club down for a few days. There would be holes on every wall from all the shooting. The bar would need some repairing and a few tables would have to be changed. Money was no issue, but this was all so unnecessary.

  Jillian came closer and placed the dagger against his cheek. “Well, it has been nice knowing you, Jaromir. It's time to get this over with.”

  She raised her hand that held the dagger and aimed for Jaromir's chest.

  Chapter 33

  It was strange. Everything was so quiet inside the Dark Sun. When she had been in here the last time there had been people and sounds everywhere. The lights had been on and there had been a welcoming and appealing atmosphere. Now the light was dull, chairs were turned over, splinters of glass lay on the floor around the bar and there were holes in the walls from all the shooting.

  Megan had felt, just a second ago, that Jaromir had thought about his club. He had worried about what had to be repaired, but now his focus was somewhere else. Jillian was about to end his life, and it was a matter of seconds.

  Megan had never felt more stressed in her entire life. She saw it all happen inside her mind like she was watching a movie. Jaromir sat tied to the chair with a serious gaze in his eyes. He was looking at Jillian when she raised her hand and prepared herself to stab him. Megan knew that Jillian would do it several times. Killing a vampire wasn't easy, but Jillian would keep stabbing him just for the fun of it. Megan knew her well enough by now to know that Jillian enjoyed seeing others suffer. There had been hesitation in Jillian's eyes at first, but her confidence returned fast. She smiled wickedly at Jaromir and ...

  “No,” Megan gasped and ran through the club as if her pants were on fire. She knew that Jaromir was a lot stronger now thanks to her transformation, but he was alone in there with a bunch of mean vampires and a crazy woman. He was also tied down with chains to a chair. It was possible for him to break the chains now, but it would take time. Time he didn't have.

  Shane, Carolyn, Ivan and the others followed her without a word. Megan didn't hesitate a second. She threw open the door, and with a roar she lunged for Jillian. In the corner of her eye, Megan saw that the Shane and others attacked Jillian's gang. Taking them all by surprise. Chaos broke out around her, but she didn't care. Her focus was on Jillian who had fallen to the floor when Megan had pushed her away from Jaromir.

  “What a hell?” Jillian yelled before she got up on her feet.

  Megan didn't have to look at Jaromir to know that he was struggling with his chains. They were slowly giving in, but he needed more time before he would be free. Megan intended to give him that.

  This time it was Jillian who was the weak one, and Megan liked that. Playing cat-and-mouse with her felt tempting. Megan wanted Jillian to go through the same treatment she had been through.

  Megan noticed that Jillian's nose was whole again. She recalled that Shane had broken a bone or two in Jillian's body in the attic. Megan had heard her screams and the breaking sounds, but Jillian looked fine now. Maybe someone had healed her, but it didn't matter. She would make sure that no one would ever be able to heal her again.

  Jillian and Megan circled each other.

  “You're a vampire,” Jillian stated when she looked Megan over.

  Megan smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. Megan lunged again without giving Jillian an explanation. She didn't deserve one. What she did deserve, on the other hand, was punishment for ever trying to hurt Jaromir, and a punishment she would get.

  Megan had never been the fighting-type, but now she knew exactly what to do and how to do it. The bond with Jaromir raised her confidence to the sky. She moved fast and swiftly through every punch and bite Jillian delivered. Jillian couldn't touch her. She wasn't weak anymore, she wasn't even at Jillian's level anymore. She was beyond her level.

  Jillian fell into hunting mode, but so did Megan. Jillian hissed and showed her fangs while she tried to draw blood with her long claws.

  Megan realized that she was actually enjoying this. Jillian tried to look strong and invincible, but Megan didn't miss the doubt and hesitation in her eyes. Megan couldn't help herself. She played around with Jillian even if she told herself not to. She should finish her off, but it was so much fun! She scratched her, weakened her and watched Jillian make a fool of herself when she lunged, but tripped and fell.

  Megan knew what drove her into these feelings. She didn't just feel her own feelings. She felt Jaromir's also, and he was feeling pride, excitement and passion. He was proud of his queen and he was excited to watch her fight. It turned him on. It wasn't enough that they were both already badly turned on from the transformation itself. Now he was turned on from watching her fight, and she knew that he liked what he saw. Megan also knew that Jaromir's passion made sure that the tight problem inside his pants didn't go anywhere.

  Megan smiled wickedly to herself. She sent Jaromir an image of her opening his pants with teasing and slow moves while she gently stroked him over his jeans. She moaned inside her mind and licked her lips to give the image that extra push. It worked. She felt Jaromir's desire explode. He could barely take anymore, and she wasn't far behind. Both their heads were spinning and their bodies burning from lust.

  Finish her, she heard Jaromir growl. Even his thoughts sounded strained now.

  Megan nodded and didn't care that Jillian was down. If it would have been the other way around, Jillian would have never given her a chance to stand up.

  The dagger that Jillian had intended for Jaromir lay on the floor. Jillian had dropped it in her fall. Megan picked it up, and without a second thought, she stabbed it into Jillian's chest.

  At that same moment, everything went silent inside the room. From hearing screams, groans of pain and hissing from every direction, to nothing. Just complete silence, and Megan knew that everyone had frozen in place. From the corner of her eyes, she saw heads turn her way. They were all staring at her. She noticed that several of Jillian's men had already been taking care of. Some looked dead while others unconscious. Only three were still standing, and by the look on their faces, she knew that they would surrender.

  Jillian stared up at Megan as if she couldn't believe what had just happened. The dagger had gone right through her heart. A vampire didn't die at once like a human would when being stabbed in the heart, but nothing could save her now. Shock and fear crossed Jillian's facial features. She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out. Instead, her eyes glazed over and she slumped to her side on the floor. She remained still.

  Shane stood beside Megan. He had been hit in the face. He was bleeding from his lip and his clothes had been torn in places. There were deep scratches on his left arm from one of the vampires claws, but apart from all that, he seemed alright.

  “She's dead,” he said.

  “Yes,” that was all Megan could say.

  She felt nothing. Jaromir only felt a small sting of sorrow. He would miss the friend Jillian had once been, but he wouldn't miss what she had become.

  Megan heard the sound of chains being ripped apart. She looked up and saw that Jaromir had managed to get himself free.

  “I could have gotten the key, you know,” Shane said.

  Jaromir straightened his back. “Well, I was in a hurry.” His gaze fell on Megan. “And I still am. Do you think you can handle things here?” He was talking to Shane, but he wasn't able to take his eyes of her, and Megan knew why.

  She felt his passion, his longing was driving him crazy. He could barely hide it anymore from everyone, and neither could she. She was the only one who could calm him, and he was the only one who could calm her. They needed to end this before they both turned into mindless predators that would kill anyone who stood in their way. Control was hanging on a thread.

  “Sure,” Shane said with a little smile.

  Without a second thought, Jaromir grabbed Megan's hand and they left the room in a hurry. Everybody looked after them. Megan promised herself to thank them later for all the help, but right now she could barely concentrate on anything else but Jaromir. Any explanations would have to wait.

  He was here, by her side, holding her hand. The touch itself sent pleasant chills through her whole body, making the need and desperation for him grow. Damn, this was difficult to handle. His bedroom felt too far away, and Jaromir thought the same thing.

  “I can't wait anymore,” he growled and opened the door closest to him. It turned out to be a cleaning closet. Not many things were in there, but Megan noticed a vacuum cleaner, a few brooms and cleaning products. “It will have to do.”

  Jaromir lit the lamp and pulled Megan inside before he closed the door behind them. Megan couldn't help but giggle. This was so exciting! The last place she had imagined their first time to take place at was inside a cleaning closet, but she didn't complain. She understood Jaromir's actions all too well. Her body was warm and more than ready.

  When she looked at him, she saw that his eyes were big from frustration, impatience and lust. He was breathing fast and sweat beaded on his forehead. He was all over her the second the door closed. There was no bed to lie on or a table to sit on, only an empty wall just behind her. Jaromir pressed her against it. His hands were shaking and his warm breath heated her already burning skin when he lavished her with kisses.

  Megan moaned and heard Jaromir moan too. She smiled to herself when she realized that he experienced her pleasure as his own. Every feeling that she felt from the kisses, he felt too.

  Jaromir looked up at her and shook his head as if to recover. “Wow,” he said and grinned.

  Megan laughed and couldn't agree more.

  She put her arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer. He gave in to her desire and pressed his hungry lips against hers. Their tongues intertwined, making them both moan louder. Desire shot right into the deepest part of them, turning the hunger into a aggression.

  Megan almost shouted from desperation. She couldn't take this anymore. She grabbed his shirt and unbuttoned it as fast as she could. Jaromir worked with the zipper to his jeans while they kept on kissing each other. They couldn't keep their hands away from each other. They had to touch, they had to feel, to caress and experience every little part of the other.

  The heat rose in the room, making them sweat and it felt like they had barely begun yet. It took only a few seconds to get Jaromir naked. Megan enjoyed the sight of him. He had an attractive body with defined muscles and perfect skin. His skin felt soft, smooth and warm over the strong, firm muscles. She let her hands glide all over him while she smiled and kissed him some more. Touching him felt like the best thing ever. It was wonderful, it was intoxicating and it felt like coming home.

  Jaromir reached out his hands and grabbed ahold of her blouse. He stripped her within seconds. He pressed her naked body against him, and the sensation from being this close to him without any clothes between them made her world spin.

  Everything around them went away. Only the two of them existed in the entire universe. Megan wasn't able to think anymore. She only existed now as pure emotion. Her body took what it needed. She barely noticed the coolness of the wall when Jaromir pressed her naked back against it.

  His hands and kisses were everywhere. She felt him caress her breast, gently nip her nipples and sending her waves of pleasure that she knew he felt as well. He moaned with her every time he touched a sensitive place, and she moaned with him when she touched him.

  Megan took his shaft into her hand and worked him slowly with gentle moves. It made him hiss and his body tremble.

  Their gazes met. Jaromir's eyes were huge. They looked scary with the crazed desire shining through them His fangs were long and ready for a taste. The sweat ran down his cheeks and his throat was slightly red from their mad kisses and embraces. If he showed himself to a human with this facial expression, that human would end up running for his or hers life, thinking he was out for a snack. But Megan knew better. He was starving, but not for a snack. He was starved for something much more.

  The bond screamed inside them. He felt hers just as well as she felt his. It demanded that they finish what they had started. The bond demanded that they sealed her transformation and made them one. They could only do as they were told. Their minds barely functioned with reason anymore. Everything that made them sophisticated and ethical was gone. They had no control over any of their actions. They had to give their bodies what they so desperately needed.

  Megan had been ready for him from the moment he had accepted her transformation through the bond. The desire that had awakened then had lit her up like a flame of passion. Desire had gathered between her legs and she was more than ready for him now. Jaromir knew that. He didn't have to touch her to know. He felt it in his mind and he also knew that touching her there right now would be too much. Megan felt that she was so sensitive down there that she would come as soon as he entered her.

  Neither of them had the patience to wait anymore. Jaromir wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her back firmly against the wall. He placed himself against her entrance and entered her with one swift move.

  They both shouted from pleasure. Jaromir's body shivered violently and for a second Megan wondered if he would be able to keep them standing, but he gave her a securing smile.

  Then he started to move.

  The sensation fogged Megan's mind. She gasped from surprise and had never in her wildest dreams imagined that it would feel like this. Every spot he manage to hit inside of her sent shocks of pleasure through her. She moaned, she groaned, she hissed and she even growled while licking her lips. Oh, it was so amazing that she couldn't get enough. Jaromir worked her fast and hard. Passion and desire drove him. He wasn't able to stop. He screamed and moaned with frustration because of his great need to come.

  Megan didn't care if someone heard them, but she knew that they were loud enough to be heard all over the floor. But when she felt Jaromir's fangs against her throat, she instantly forgot that other people were nearby. The bite stung a little, but the pain went away fast before it was replaced with pleasure from his sucking.

  She couldn't stop herself anymore. She leaned closer to his throat, felt her fangs grow and when they were out, she bit down. He let go of her throat with a scream. He threw his head back and pumped harder and faster with an insane passion.

  It became too much. The exchange of blood and the crazy emotions sent her over the edge. She felt herself tighten around him and her orgasm overtook her. She shook violently in his arms and held on tight to him. That was all she could do while he pumped on to reach his release. Megan knew that he had felt her orgasm as if it would have been his own, and that send him over as well. She listened to his screams of passion while he shuddered with his own release on shaky legs. His skin was wet from sweat, and so was hers.

  She felt his seed warm her from the inside. It was a feeling she enjoyed and wouldn't mind experiencing soon again, but right now they were both so exhausted that they could barely stand.

  They laid down on the floor and stared up at the ceiling while they breathed fast. Happiness lingered within them. They could feel each other's joy, satisfaction and love. Jaromir took Megan's hand in his and looked at her with a smile.

  “That was quite something,” he said.

  Megan exhaled. “Yes, it sure was.”

  “Can you feel it?”

  “The bond.”

 

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