Lukas teased his cock at my entrance and made me shudder. He pressed me down, forcing me to arch my back, and the wait was killing me. I finally felt his tip part my pussy and slowly enter. I cringed, wondering if the size would fit. When it continued to slide in, I sucked in a breath and waited until my ass cheeks touched Lukas’s thighs. I groaned and clenched my lower belly. He was so deep inside me that I thought he would split me in half. Lukas backed away and slammed it back inside.Holy shit. We were really doing this! My toes curled from the pressure of his dick rubbing against my internal walls, and my eyes rolled back. Lukas removed his hand from my shoulder blades, and, while keeping a steady stride, he scooped me up, placing both of his large hands over my breasts and pulled me to his chest.I moaned as I sensed the friction shift inside of me. I leaned my head on Lukas’s shoulder and circled my hands over his wrists to keep myself upright. He rolled my nipples between hi
Lukas dropped me at Bea and Moe’s house with a promise he’d return before the day was over with a few of my things. I left my car at his place, and we used his motorcycle to get to Moe’s house. The bike was small, allowing us to squeeze into tiny alleyways and lose potential pursuers if they followed us.When Lukas left, I trudged up the steps and lifted my fist to knock on the door but hesitated. I had never come here unannounced, and I hated the feeling of being a burden to Moe and Bea. I sighed and swallowed hard before hitting the door with my right knuckles. I shifted my weight from one foot to the other and waited for someone to open. The bail bonds shop was already closed at this hour, so someone was bound to be there.The front porch light opened, and I saw Bea’s permed hair appear in the door window. Her eyes rounded when she looked to see who it was, and she unlocked everything to greet me.“Max! What a surprise. What’s the matter?”“I’m not having a great vacation. Do you
I sat on the front steps of Moe’s house and waited impatiently for Lukas to arrive. While I waited, I thought back to when I first met Jace. It was days after I had brought Michael Umbridge into the police precinct. Had he orchestrated that I bump into him to force a meeting between us? I then thought about when I went to Jace for help after the group of men came to get me at the lookout and how he seemed uncomfortable at the sight of my wound. Had it been because he was hungry? Again, when Mrs. Dunkan said it appeared already healed by the smell of my injury, did that also mean she was a vampire? “Oh, fuck me,” I said as I buried my face in my hands. I was stupid. I heard the familiar sound of Lukas’s bike and picked up my feet. I ran to the street's curb, and when he saw me, he hurriedly parked the motorcycle and removed his helmet. I sank into his arms and inhaled his cologne, which calmed me a little. “What’s the matter? Are you feeling ill? You’re whiter than usual.” He asked
Jace POV I stood outside a window and peered into the darkened room. My huntress was fast asleep. Max still had my blood in her system, and because of this, I could find her wherever she went. But I doubt I’d have that ability for much longer. I could feel her slipping away each day as my blood slowly disappeared from her body. I wanted to haul her back to my house, but I knew she’d never forgive me for doing that. Max seemed to value her freedom, so watching from afar would be enough for now. God. I looked like a fucking stalker. I rubbed my face viciously and stretched the skin under my eyes. Max was making me go crazy without her. I should have known better than to leave her as I did. I should have told her the truth and why she needed to stay with me. But, just like her, I didn’t like people telling me what I needed to do. I didn’t like not having control, and I certainly didn’t enjoy having someone calling my bullshit to my face. Only Lukas had the nerve to do it, and I secr
That morning, I had awakened from a steamy dream about Jace. To my surprise, my panties were wet, and I was ashamed to have had such thoughts of him—he was a vampire, after all. I was still mad about the entire ordeal, and my already confused emotions had become magnified. I felt raw, like layers of my skin were being removed from my body, exposing my weakened state. I hated feeling that way—vulnerable. I didn’t know what I felt toward Jace, and I was afraid to admit that he had grown on me in the brief time we had been together. It was like my brain was in a fog, muddling everything that used to make sense. I shook my head as I gripped the steering wheel of my car and turned on Hawthorn’s street. Lukas picked me up early, and we returned to his house so I could get my beloved popsicle-blue VW Beetle. Since my plan was to get caught by Noctua, we had agreed that it was no use hiding and that I should go about my everyday routine. It had been hard to explain to Moe and Bea the reaso
Lukas POV I looked at my watch again, and only two minutes had passed since I had last checked. It appeared time had stopped, and I hated every second of every minute of my wait. I also hated Max’s plan, but I had agreed to let her do it her own way. I just hoped she knew what she was getting herself into or how to get herself out. I wanted the hunch she had about the detective to be false, so she’d simply come back down after having paid the man what she owed him for the services of the hacker we had gone to see. But as time grew longer, my hopes shrunk. Max could be correct and currently in some sort of danger, and I would have no way of knowing until it was too late. “Damn it, Max.” I sighed and raked my fingers through my tousled hair. I backed away irritatingly, leaning my body on the side of my bike, and continued watching the door to the stairs from afar. I placed a hand in my pocket and touched Max's inherited jewels. She had left them with me in case things escalated. She
I heard a faint whistling sound, like when you hit your skull so hard and hear a high-pitch ringing inside your ears. The muscles in my body ached and made me want to scream, but I couldn’t move since I was gagged. I kept still, listening to my surroundings to understand where I was and who was with me. I could hear two people talking hushedly a little further away. I decided it was best to pretend I was still out and maybe listen to their conversation. While I waited for them to say something worth wild, I tested the rope over my wrists and frowned when I couldn’t loosen it. Whoever had done the knot had done a commendable job, which slightly annoyed me. My feet were also bound at the ankles on each chair leg. Fuck. Was this all necessary? It seemed excessive for just a little old me. I continued working on the ropes and stopped when I heard the two men approaching. They didn’t talk about anything of interest to me, but as they came nearer, their subject changed. “Bet you twen
I froze. I inspected the picture again, and I felt the familiarity become surreal. I looked just like the woman in the photograph. The old man, Michel, stepped forward and extended his arm.“Give me the gun. There’s no need for that anymore.”I almost gave it to him, but I suddenly remembered how I was brought here like a criminal or an unstable person who needed to be sedated and strapped down to not hurt others or themselves.I lifted the weapon and looked the man straight in the eyes.“Then why all the secrecy and team of men to drag me here? Wouldn’t it have been easier to just tell me the truth first? Didn’t I deserve that?”Michel scoffed.“Did my daughter deserve to be snatched from her family and forced to serve a vampire? To become his pet and…” Michel swallowed hard, forcing his bile down. “Mate with him? Of course not, but it happened anyway.”He closed his eyes as though he was in agony, and when he opened them, his emotions disappeared, and a blank expression surfaced on