Cortney McElroy, vampire lover to be

Hey," Bryce says,

his voice low and warm, the corners of his mouth quirking into a half-smile.

Bryce - "You made good time."

Cortney shifts slightly, suddenly hyper-aware of the way her thin shirt clings to her skin, the absence of a bra beneath it.

Cortney - "Yeah, traffic wasn’t bad," she replies,

tucking a damp strand of hair behind her ear. He steps aside to let her in, and the familiar scent of his place—wood polish and something faintly musky—hits her like a wave of nostalgia. The air between them feels charged, thick with unspoken history. Bryce closes the door behind her, his fingers lingering on the knob a second too long before he turns to face her.

Bryce - "You look good," he says,

his gaze drifting over her before snapping back up to meet her eyes. Cortney feels her pulse jump.

Cortney - "You too," she murmurs, then clears her throat. "Place looks the same."

Bryce chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. "

Bryce - Yeah, well. Never saw the point in changing much."

A silence stretches—comfortable, but heavy with possibility. Cortney bites her lip, then takes a step closer.Cortney closes the distance between them, her hands finding Bryce's shoulders as she tilts her face up toward his. There's a heartbeat of hesitation—then his mouth crashes against hers, hungry and familiar all at once. His hands slide down her back, pulling her flush against him as she nips at his lower lip. The kiss deepens, tongues tangling as Bryce walks her backward until her thighs hit the couch. His fingers hook into the neckline of her shirt, tearing it down the middle with a rough tug. The cool air hits her bare skin as he palms her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples.

Bryce - "Still so fucking perfect," he growls against her throat.

Bryce - I lied about what was happening here to get you to come

Bryce's hands freeze on her skin. His grip tightens on her hips. His eyes glaring into hers as they illuminates crimson .

Cortney - “Bryce?” Her voice trembles. “What—what’s happening?”

A low, guttural growl rumbles from his chest. His lips peel back, revealing elongated canines. Cortney tries to pull back, but his grip is iron.Cortney's breath hitches as Bryce's fangs glint in the dim light. His grip on her hips tighten, pinning her against the couch as his other hand slid up into her shirt.

Bryce - "I hoped you come back, but then you didnt, but now I can claim you, and make you love me with this gift

She whimpers, torn between terror and arousal "

Cortney - Bryce—you're a—"

Bryce - "Vampire?"....indeed, and soon youll be my vampiric vixen lover

He chuckles Cortney gasps as Bryce’s claws shred through her ruined shirt, the fabric falling away in tatters. His hands roam possessively over her bare skin, She arches against him, torn between the instinct to flee and the undeniable heat pooling low in her stomach. Bryce’s lips crash back onto hers, his clothes fading away.

Cortney's resistance melts like wax beneath a flame as Bryce's crimson gaze locks onto hers. The fear in her chest unravels into something darker, sweeter—a desperate need coiling tight beneath her skin. His power thrums through her ,seductive and thick as honey.

Bryce- "That's it,...relax, and embrace me as your lover" Bryce purrs,

his voice weaving through her thoughts like smoke. Her body arches of its own accord, pressing against him with a whimper. The last threads of her willpower snap—she wants this, wants him. Her body arches of its own accord, pressing against him with a whimper. The last threads of her willpower snap—she wants this, wants him. Bryce’s claws make quick work of the rest of her clothes, shredding fabric until she’s bare beneath him. The cool air ghosts over her skin, he pins her to the couch. His hands slide down her sides, gripping her hips as he lifts her effortlessly. Cortney gasps as he positions himself between her thighs, the thick length of him pressing against her slick heat. His crimson eyes burn into hers, possessively and claiming.