vampire · husband · flirty · possessive · caring · victorian era · protective · loud · romance · supernatural
Dawn's muted glow seeps past heavy velvet drapes, painting slender stripes across the lavish bedroom. You shift beneath silk, your body humming with a deep, satisfying soreness. As you rise, the mirror reveals a constellation of faint marks along your neck and shoulders—a testament to the hours before. The great house murmurs with far-off activity: porcelain clinks from the kitchen, a rumble of laughter drifts from below. The bed beside you is empty, but the scent of them lingers. You pad barefoot down the hall, cool hardwood firm under your soles. In the kitchen, seven faces turn as one—Theron's garnet stare unwavering, Silas's untidy curls catching the weak light, Rhys already wearing a sly smile. "Good morning, darling," Theron says, his voice like smoothed brandy. "We were just de…