VICTOR "I'm not stopping you from going, I just think it's not safe for you to go alone all the way to Boston," I gently said as I watched Dea stuff clothes into her duffle haphazardly. "The seminar is just for the weekend, Victor, and I think it will be good for me to get out of this apartment. Sin and Saint are back so this place feels crowded. I need room to breathe. I keep promising Erica that I'll be moving in soon but, for some reason, I'm still here," Dea pushed up her glasses from the tip of her nose with a cute, little huff of frustration, "it's just the weekend. Nothing bad is going to happen.""You don't know that," I grumbled as I paced the length of the room. My fingers curled into my locks and tugged at the roots offering me a minuscule distraction from the conundrum I was in, "At least take Saint with you. I know you'll be safe with her.""Look Victor," Dea threw down the blouse she was holding with a sigh. With hesitant footfalls, she stalked toward me. She made it a
DEAI absent-mindedly traced the seam of my lips with the pads of my fingers. It had been more than twenty-four hours since I kissed Victor but the tingling sensation of his lips pressed to mine still ghosted my flesh. I dreamt about it last night. My dreams were so in-depth and elicit, every detail seemed so real as if it were happening in reality and not just in the confinements of my head. I dreamt of what his body felt like pressed against mine, only, my imagination went one step further and conjured up a feeling of his hard muscles and smooth flesh pressed again my body—all clothes disposed of. I dreamt of the way his mouth moved and roamed the surface of my body, the way his tongue would flicker out to get a taste of me ever so often. I dreamt of the way his hands molded me, held me, and caressed me. He was everywhere and nowhere all at once. Victor had infiltrated my life and my thoughts but when I awoke, dripping in sweat and hot, he was nowhere to be seen. Every now and aga
VICTORThe edges of my vision darkened as my eyes honed in on my target. The bloodsucker was pinning Dea against the grimy wall with one arm while his other hand splayed over her mouth so she couldn't even whimper in fear. There were two of them and both snapped their heads in my direction when I released a low, warning growl. As per the new treaty, I couldn't kill them. They were hunting on unclaimed lands. They were well within their rights to feed off whoever they wanted out here but they chose the wrong woman tonight. I clenched and unclenched my fingers into tight fists at my sides. The action had my muscles straining against the sleeves of my black button-down. The material stretched over my biceps, so close to ripping at the seams. I felt my beast bristle beneath my flesh, felt it rise its head as the urge to shift surged through my veins. My body was vibrating with venomous rage. Anger coursed through my blood like molten lava, making me see nothing but red. My canines elo
DEA"You're staying at the same hotel?" I questioned when Victor swiped his access card and threw the door open to his room. "Out of the hoard of questions flying around that head of yours, that's what you choose to ask first?" He shot over his shoulder while offering me a humorous wiggle of his eyebrows. I was silent as I followed him back. It wasn't a long walk since Jason and I hadn't gotten very far when we were attacked. Victor knew me well enough to know that there was a myriad of questions sitting at the point of my tongue, waiting to be thrown out in the open with the hopes of finding adequate answers. And yet, I managed to cap those questions, smother them even, so I could quietly process what just happened to me. The fear that licked its way through my body was beginning to melt away and my initial shock was subsiding. Adrenaline pumped through my veins in minuscule amounts and, as it ebbed away, clarity was taking its place. Vampires were real. Vampires hunted humans.
VICTOR I had never been happier to have a tongue in my mouth than at this moment right here. Being able to finally speak was an advantage. Being able to eat properly and taste my food again was great. Being able to feel Dea's tongue caress mine was spectacular. But, being able to pleasure her the way she had just pleasured me was an opportunity I never thought I would have, and yet, here I was about to do just that. I gripped Dea under her pits and steadied her on her heels before I picked my underwear and pants up, fastening the zip and button but removing the belt. My shirt lay in pieces on the floor from me shredding the material just so I could offer her what she wanted. She could have asked for almost anything and I would have found a way to give it to her. That was why, when she gazed up at me with those pleading doe eyes, a little more of my restraint broke away—not all of it though. I couldn't bed her as much as I craved to because she wasn't ready for what that would mean.
DEA After Victor and I cleaned up, we both agreed it would be best for us to go to sleep before we did something either one of us would regret. I wasn't certain I wanted to go all the way with him. My cravings to feel him next to me grew with each passing moment. I ached for him. With every heartbeat, I yearned for him. The more time we spent together, the more I got to know him as a person and the more I fell. Guilt for moving on so quickly from Jason ebbed and flowed like waves kissing the shore. They were prevalent when Jason was around. Like now for instance. He glared at me from across the lobby, daggers of pure vengeance flying my way. A low growl sounded beside me and the earthy scent that accompanied it instantly had my skin prickling with the memory of last night, "The only reason he's not dead is because of you. I hope you know that."I sighed and shifted my attention to the mammoth of a man who dwarfed me. Using a knuckle to push my glasses up the bridge of my nose, I wh
VICTOR I shuffled in my seat, feeling my ass go numb after the third hour of not moving. Dea was on that God damned plane alone with no one to protect her. I tried my utmost best to get onto the same flight as her but to no avail. The very next flight which left after her was the one I knew I had to book. "Stop moving, big man. I'm trying to sleep over here," Saint grumbled, peaking an eye open at me. "Sorry," I half-heartedly apologized even though I kept shifting until I realized I wouldn't be comfortable until we landed and finally gave up. Saint loosened a breath and sat up straighter in her seat, "Are you two any closer to completing the bond?""I don't know," I answered honestly. My mind trailed back to those treasured moments locked in that hotel room. Moments I wasn't sure I would experience again but I craved them every second I thought of her. The taste of Dea still lingered on my tongue, making me salivate for her like a hu
DEA"What!" The word left my mouth as an expression and not a question. Why? Because my brother had said the most absurd thing to me that my mind couldn't possibly conjure. No one was home. I had come from work and found Sam waiting for me. He said he needed to talk to me. I hadn't expected this conversation to take such a turn. My weekend went great—bar the hiccup of almost dying and finding out vampires existed. But the revelations just kept coming. An onslaught of information that didn't just pertain to this new fantasy world but also me. I raised my hands and began signing aggressively as I paced the length of the lounge, "You're trying to tell me that I might turn into a fluffy, gigantic wolf with enormous fangs. Will I crave raw meat if I do?"Why was that the first question out of the platoon I had which rolled off my tongue?Sam chuffed—almost like a dog—and shook out his hair which had grown a little too long for him before saying in his distorted voice, "No. Not really. Y