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Malory had gone from a landscape devoid of any hope of companionship to encountering two strikingly handsome fellows in the span of a single day. To say his head spun hardly did his whirling thoughts justice.

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Chapter Four of Vampires Vampires Vampires , a M/M/M Victorian vampire romance, is up on Patre♡n! Wherein Octavio encounters a mysterious and handsome stranger.

“Care for a drink?” Octavio asked, thinking of the tavern in the village.

The stranger’s eyes glinted in the moonlight. “I care more for good company.”

“One might have both.”

A wry smile wound its way up the stranger’s cheek. His eye-teeth sat a little larger and further ahead than the rest of his mouth, but by far not the strangest set Octavio had seen since he set foot on English shores. “One might have both, indeed.”

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A book lay open on the counter by the stove.

“There’s a chapter on receipts for captains of ships, though I daresay my uncle has had his fill of seaworthy fare.”

Octavio privately agreed.

“And another,” Miss Ferndale continued, “called, ‘Read this Chapter, and you will find how expensive a French Cook’s Sauce is.’ Which, if my father had seen it, would put us all in a very different position from the one in which you find us at present, Mr Bo’sun.”

Octavio suppressed a smile. “Just bo’sun, ma’am.”

“As you will.” She glanced about the kitchen. “You would not object to peeling potatoes, bo’sun?”

“Easier’n peelin’ a whale,” Octavio replied.

Miss Ferndale paused in the midst of handing him a knife. “Do you peel whales?”

“Aye,” said Octavio, accepting the knife and approaching the potatoes Abigail set out on the table. “More like an orange than a potato, now that I think on it. But peeled, all right. To strip the blubber off and melt it down into oil,” he added in response to the women’s bewildered looks.

“The peel is more valued than the fruit, then,” said Miss Ferndale, turning to her receipt-book. “Though I suppose it wouldn’t do to candy it.”

Octavio chuckled. He glimpsed the ghost of a smile flickering at the corner of Miss Ferndale’s mouth in reply.

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The dark eyes swept over Malory’s frame, casting lingering glances like caresses on his collar, throat, and mouth, before the beatific smile returned to those handsome lips as they murmured, “Perhaps we may find some more amicable means of settling accounts.”

Malory opened his mouth. No words emerged. His mind had filled with notions he dared not speak. Notions which the stranger surely hadn’t intended. He shut his jaw, swallowed hard, and tried again. “I shall return on the morrow. If I find you here then…”

He had intended for the words to sound like a threat. But as the dark eyes before him lit up with intrigue, he realized they had emerged more in the shape of a promise.

“Return whenever you like,” Talfryn replied. “The hour matters not—I keep rather odd hours myself. You shall find me just as ready after nightfall as in the broad light of day. If not moreso.”

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