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released his hold on Ramiro’s hip and wrapped his hand around the fat cock sliding across the tabletop.
    Ramiro’s body responded by squeezing Gunnar’s cock on each thrust. “Can’t hold it any longer,” Gunnar warned, moments before the first strand of seed shot from his cock. Before he realised what he was doing, his fangs slid from their sheaths and sank into the soft flesh of Ramiro’s neck. The blood that poured into his mouth was bitter, old tasting, pulling him back to his senses. He automatically licked the wound and waited for Ramiro to start yelling at him.
    Ramiro’s chest was flat on the table, and Gunnar realised his hand was not only sandwiched under his lover, but covered in cum.
    “Sorry,” Gunnar mumbled.
    “ Shhh ,” Ramiro said, trying to regain his breath.
    It had been the first time Gunnar had actually bitten someone. He hoped biting a fellow vampire wasn’t considered taboo. The thought froze Gunnar in place. Fellow vampire.
    Acknowledgment of his realisation was on the tip of his tongue when Ramiro’s phone began to ring. Saved by the bell. Gunnar pulled out of Ramiro’s body and took a step back. “It’s probably time for your meeting.”
    Ramiro turned around and pulled Gunnar into his arms. “Promise me you won’t run away.”
    “I’ve got to get to Galway,” Gunnar answered.
    “You know what I mean.” Ramiro pulled Gunnar in for a deep kiss. When his cell phone rang for a third time, Ramiro groaned and pulled away. “I’ll be there in two minutes.” He set the phone on the table and reached down for his pants. “Get your guards gathered while I take care of this issue with Ian.”
    “Have you decided whether or not Ian’s telling the truth?” Gunnar asked, adjusting his clothes.
    “No. I’m hoping Neo can draw out the truth.” Ramiro opened the door. “Should I ask Ian about sending some of my guys with you?”
    “I’ll use vamps from The Realm detail. I’d rather not get too involved with Ian until we know where he stands.” He started to pass, but Ramiro stepped in front of him.
    “My guards are good men and loyal to me , first and foremost. If you need them let me know.”
    With one last peck on the lips, Ramiro was off, disappearing in front of Gunnar’s eyes. He’d yet to learn that particular trick, but Ramiro had assured him it would come in time, once he’d fully embraced who he was. Gunnar wasn’t at all sure it was worth it.
     
    * * * *
     
    Neo was waiting for Ramiro at Ian’s palace gate. “It’s about time.”
    “Sorry.” Ramiro took a step forward and waited for the gate to open.
    “So what’s going on between you two?” Neo asked.
    Ramiro didn’t bother to play ignorant. “Gunnar’s stubborn, but I think I’m wearing him down.”
    Neo glanced at Ramiro and grinned. “Shouldn’t be too tough—I don’t think he’s had sex in centuries.”
    Ramiro pulled Neo to a stop before they reached the palace doors. Had he known, he’d have waited until they could spend more time together. “You’re kidding me, right?”
    Neo shook his head. “He’s been at the vineyard for nearly two-hundred and sixty years and has a very strict rule about not sleeping with the weres who report to him. So unless he’s sneaking off into the woods with one of the strays from town, he’s celibate.”
    Not anymore. Ramiro knew that nugget of information would continue to nag at him until he spoke to Gunnar about it. He couldn’t imagine a life without the touch of another male. Even the touch of a donor was enough to remind him he’d once been human. “I guess that could explain his growly disposition,” he mumbled.
    The doors opened and Neo and Ramiro were ushered inside. Ramiro greeted Ian’s house steward, Allister . “Will you ask the King if he’ll see us?” He could have gone to ask Ian on his own, but with an unannounced visitor in tow, Ramiro felt it was best to follow protocol.
    “He hasn’t come down yet this evening, but I shall