[Anthony’s POV]I shoot a glare at the damned ice man before turning my gaze to where Tabitha stands, watching the officers that were attempting to take her in for questioning. Whose fucking side was the ice man on? Ours, or these bastards?"Release me!" I growl, attempting to crack the ice that holds me. "Before I consider you the enemy,"As far as I was concerned, every supernatural being was the enemy and needed to be gotten rid of, but since it was becoming more and more common for them to exist amongst us, I wasn't able to do that. Instead, I had to work alongside them and try to get along with them. I was going against every instinct and teaching I had received from the church."If I do," the ice man begins. "You'll attempt to attack these men again.""And?" I snap. "They're trying to take Tabitha in as if she is a criminal!"Was he out of his fucking mind? So he was helping them instead of us. Even though we worked closely alongside PD, it didn’t mean that we always saw eye to
[Tabitha’s POV]I wasn’t quite sure why I agreed to come out this evening with Anthony and Atticus; maybe it was because I needed a way to calm down after what I did with those vampires, or it was the fact that the mystery behind all those deaths that were occurring had something to do with me. Either way, I was already beginning to regret it as either man sat beside me.Sighing, I down the drink in front of me before beginning to stand.“Where are you going?” Anthony demands. “Let me escort you.”“Bathroom,” I huff, narrowing my gaze. “You aren’t allowed there.”For a moment, it looks like Anthony is going to argue with me, but before he can, a laugh escapes Atticus that draws Anthony’s attention from me.“Quit fucking hovering!" Atticus chuckles. “Can’t you see she is sick of your clinging?”“Who the fuck are you to say anything?” Anthony challenges him, allowing me the opportunity to escape.Rolling my eyes, I begin to move, making my way through the crowd until I reach my destinat
[Atticus’ POV]I stare into Tabitha’s eyes while fighting the urge to shove her against that fucking locked door and testing just how far she is truly willing to let me go. However, before I can act on instinct, a couple of women round the corner and take us in curiously. From the looks on their faces, it is easy to tell that they think I'm some freak attempting to hit on a poor drunk woman.Cursing under my breath, I reach out and grab Tabitha’s hand and begin to lead her back down to the street so that I can hail another cab. When one manages to stop, I help her into the backseat and then climb in.After giving the cabby my address, I attack, slamming my mouth against hers while my hands began to explore her body.A small moan escapes her lips as she climbs onto my lap and begins to slowly move, grinding herself against me while the cabby’s face in rearview grows more and more nervous.When we arrive at my apartment, I throw money at the now traumatized man and begin to carry Tabith
[Tabitha’s POV]A gentle, feather-soft brushing against my cheek rouses me from my blissful darkness, drawing me back to reality, where I find someone touching me. For a moment, I try to determine exactly what is going on until images of what I did right before passing out hit me.Feeling a wave of shock run through me, I prepare to jump up and make a run for it until I hear the one beside me take in a shaky breath.“You hit home earlier,” he murmurs, causing me to freeze entirely and keep my eyes closed. “Maybe I should have told you that you weren’t alone in your pain; then you wouldn’t have looked at me with those sad eyes.”Feeling my heart squeeze, I find myself wondering exactly what Atticus is holding close to his heart, to the point where he only dared speak it when he thought no one was listening.“But is our pain truly the same?” He chuckles miserably. “You were hurt by a lover,” he continues, brushing some hair behind my ear. “But mine was my own family.”Biting back the ga
[Atticus’ POV]I stare down at Tabitha as the pain on her face slowly begins to fade, and when a slow smile begins to form on her lips, I know that she isn’t going to stop me from doing what I want. Instead, she wraps her legs around me, trapping me in place.“Do your worst,” she says seductively while moving her hips, so my dick moves in her. “I’m not afraid.”“You should be,” I counter, grabbing her hip and squeezing so she stops. “I’m not a gentle person. I don’t make love; I fuck, and I don’t stop until my partner is unable to move.”And that was only when I was playing with them. I didn’t know what I would do, given the fucking draw I felt toward her. Maybe I wouldn’t be able to stop. If that were the case, then I would most certainly hurt her, so some ground rules needed to be put in place.“If it becomes too much, you must tap the bed,” I warn.“I’ll be fine,” she counters, tempting me even more. “I’m not as weak as you think.”“You must tap the bed,” I repeat.She was being a
[Tabitha’s POV]When we arrive at the location of the most recent murder, my heart lurches in my chest. It was in the alleyway directly beside my apartment, and I just knew that this was an intentional move to show me that whoever was behind this knew exactly where I lived.Shivering, I make to get out of the car, but am stopped by Anthony’s hand pressing on my thigh.Frowning, I pointedly look down at it before snapping my gaze to his.“I think you should consider quitting this case," he announces when I don't' speak. "It's starting to get extremely sketchy. And it is becoming increasingly clear that whoever is behind it is intentionally targeting you. What if you're the next victim?"Eyes widening, I take Anthony in as if he has grown a second head. Was he really saying something like that right now?“I'm not that weak,” I hiss, shoving his hand away. “If anyone should be on this case, it is me since it is clear it is me they're playing with."Even though I knew Anthony meant well,
[Vance’s POV]I stare into the woman’s eyes as she looks at me with horror and something more delicious. Despite how she was pretending that she was scared of me, she wasn’t hiding the excitement toward my presence either. It was clear that her body missed me, and since I was here, I should make it remember how good I could make it feel.When I initially came here, it was for one thing and one thing only. I came to simply study her so I could possibly figure out exactly what she was doing to haunt me, but how was I to know that she wouldn’t come home the evening I came? That alone pissed me off and left me wanting to punish.Then, when I woke up with a burning need to fuck anything I could get my hands on, I knew what she was up to, and I was feeling what she was. In the end, I fucked Alissa after swearing that I would never lay a hand on her because the woman allowed another man to touch her.Even after a full day had passed, I was still pissed as I remembered her bruised and bitten
[Tabitha’s POV]Excitement flares through me as I obediently climb off the bed, standing at the foot of it while Vance watches me with dark, hungry eyes. I didn’t know what was wrong with me since I should be against this and trying to kill the vampire in front of me, but when I looked at him, all I could feel was the desperate need to please him and do as he wanted.It was like my only mission in life was to make this man feel good, and that both excited and unnerved me.Slowly, I begin to pull off my shirt while swiveling my hips seductively, lowering myself more and more until I’m on my knees and throwing it aside. Once it is out of the way, I move onto my pants, which I slide out of as I climb onto the bed once more.Keeping my gaze fixed on Vance’s, I start to crawl, sliding my breasts and body against his legs as I work my way up until my face is even with his crotch. Once in place, I start to undo his pants and then pull them down so that I can free his dick.Smiling, I stick o