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Raphael’s blood burned.
Astarion’s tongue recoiled, tasting fire, like molten embers poured across his palate—hotter than any sun he had ever feared, yet with a sweetness that teased and pulled, deeper than mere hunger.
“Gods,” Astarion gasped, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “I didn’t realize I was signing up to drink burning cambion blood.”
Raphael’s lips curved into a knowing smile, licking the last few drops from his wrist with a slender tongue.
“Few mortals can withstand it,” Raphael murmured, voice low and velvety. “But you… you are no mortal.”
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After saving the world, Astarion is left with nothing. His companions are gone, scattered to their own dark fates, and he is once again a lowly vampire spawn: cursed, starving, and hunted by daylight.Enter Raphael, offering him the one thing he craves most—freedom from the sun’s curse. The price? A vague promise, sealed in blood. Each night, Astarion must drink from the cambion’s vein, binding them together in ways he doesn’t yet understand.