I crawled across the humans to the center of the bed. When I got to her, she reached up with one hand and cupped my face. She gave me a fangy grin then pressed her lips to mine. My eyes widened. Play it cool, Frankie.

When she pulled back her grin was wicked. “He tastes good, doesn’t he?”

She means Everest and we both know it. I nodded. I will rip your flesh from your bones with my bare fingers for every touch he’s had to endure from you.

She dropped my face then reached down and grabbed a very particular body part of the human male beneath us. “Taste this one.”

My eyes widened. I looked down and my breath caught in my throat. The man had his eyes closed but there was a smile on his face. On his skin, there were fang bites up and down him. I wanted to glance back at Everest and get his permission, to know this was okay, but I realized I didn’t have a choice. Sweyn had put me on the spot, and I had to answer it. If I looked back to him now, she would, too, and that could get him caught red handed. I needed to give him the distraction to do what he needed to.

I licked my lips and blinked up at her. “Muéstrame?” I pointed to the man’s body then to her mouth. “Por favor?”

She gave me a flirty wink then lowered her mouth to the man. He moaned and threw his head back. Knots formed in my stomach. That nausea I was barely holding in was slipping. My body began to tremble.

Sweyn lifted and gestured for me to try.

I would be forever scarred by this moment, but God help me . . . I did it. I could have sworn I heard Everest gasp, but I was probably imagining that. He had too much control to react out loud. Sweyn giggled beside me then leaned down and sank her fangs into him beneath me. I closed my eyes and thought about home. Thought about why I was doing this and who I was fighting for. There were things I was willing to do to make sure I got my happily ever after.

“Stop,” Everest ordered in my mind.

A small part of me relished his jealousy though I was not sure why. But I couldn’t think about it. I had to stay in the zone, had to keep my head in the game so he could get the page from the throne. With every swallow of this man’s blood my body grew hotter and tighter. My muscles began to cramp.

“Francelina, STOP. You’ve had too much blood⁠—”

I gasped and lifted my head — and darkness found me.

“Francelina, wake up.”