Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 91534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
I kept my eyes locked on the furious blonde.
“I have a bone to pick with you.”
“Apparently. Do you think it could wait?” I snapped out every word.
“Well, since you haven’t slept in your own bedroom for the last two nights, no, I don’t think it can!” She marched over and waved the crumpled paper in my face.
Ransom whistled low and headed for the door.
The rest of the guys cleared the room a breath later.
“You should go,” I said, managing through the raging inferno of my throat. She was so close, so touchable.
“My point exactly! I’ve missed three meetings with my thesis advisor!”
Her pulse hammered. I could fucking hear it. Taste her. “Ransom printed out your emails,” I answered her with a shrug. If the woman knew how close she was to being fucked on the onyx table, she would have run screaming from the room. Instead, she looked at me with fire in her eyes.
“Printing them out is not the same as having access! I can’t even email her back to let her know I can’t make the meetings! You have to let me go, Alek!” She threw the papers onto the table.
“I can’t!” The throbbing in my fangs escalated to torture, and I took a step backward for her own safety. “Not only can you trace me, but by our laws, the humans who know about the ancients forfeit their lives, either in blood or servitude. Is that what you want?” I didn’t remind her about Xavier demanding her head. There was no point bringing it up again when Julian was still searching for bloodlines that would determine if she could possibly be a Seer or not.
“Why would you even care? It’s not like you can even stand to be in the same room as me!”
“So you’d like to join the Butcher’s Block? Is that what you’re saying?” My vision flickered to thermal and back.
“Avi told me you haven’t fed. Is that where you’ve spent the last two nights? Feeding on…other women?” She folded her arms across her chest.
“You sound jealous.” Not going to lie, the thought escalated a different hunger until they blended into one. I wanted her blood, her body. Everything.
She flushed, her scent changing to...arousal?
“You know what? You can just go suck on someone else for all I care!” She spun on her little heels, preparing to march away, but I caught her elbow.
“You don’t mean that.” I pulled her toward me until her back rested against my chest. The contact was electric, jolting through me like lightning. “You care.” My hand slid up the silky skin of her arm, and I took her chin between my thumb and forefinger, turning her face so I could look in her eyes.
“I shouldn’t,” she snapped, her lips parting as she lowered her gaze to my mouth. Her breasts rose faster as her breaths accelerated. “You feed from people. That’s what you do. I shouldn’t care that you put your…your mouth on someone else. That I’m not good enough—”
“Good enough?” I gripped her hips and turned her in my arms. “You don’t think I’d kill to get my mouth on you? That I don’t lie awake during the day and stare at you sleeping, wondering if your mouth is just as soft as it looks? Wondering what it would be like to get you under me, crying out for me?” My cock swelled between us, and the way her eyes widened told me she’d felt it.
“So you go to someone else and move me out of your bed?” she snapped, gripping handfuls of my shirt and tugging.
“Because I can’t risk anything happening to you!” I lowered my face toward hers. “I’m at the edge, Lyric, and I could kill you! I don’t want anyone else! It’s your scent driving me mad!”
She lifted her face to mine and kissed me.
What little was left of my self-control snapped with the simple caress of her mouth.
A growl ripped free from my throat, and I parted her lips with my tongue, licking into the sweet recess. She tasted like tea and honey, and fuck me, the scent of vanilla and cinnamon wrapped around me, infused my lungs with a kiss of fire and need.
She moaned softly, melting against me, her hands stroking up my chest and over the straps of my shoulder holster to wrap around my neck.
My heart slammed, stuttering at the feel of her as I took her ass in my hands and lifted her so I could kiss her deeper, slanting my mouth over hers again and again as I carried her the few steps to the onyx table and perched her on the edge.
Her legs wrapped around my waist, heat searing me through the fabric of my leathers. They usually gave me added protection and flexibility for fighting, but my cock screamed otherwise.