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My voice came out hardly a whisper. He chuckled, the sound frigid and contemptuous. "You didn't think you could quickly get away from me?" Levi's hold tightened around me; his gaze never strayed from the man before us. "What do you want??" The man's smile grew wider, exposing a set of teeth too keen, too predatory. "What I've always wanted," he said with a venomous tone. "You. Between you both. I nodded, worried starting to seep in. "No; No, none of this is occurring. You are meant to be dead.

" I know you picked that book mainly because of me. Hand it over nicely and I'll let you in on some information about me" He chuckled and moved a few steps towards her, which made her take some steps backward. " I don't know what you want, if it's this book, you can forget about it" She looked at him with scrutiny and thought, ' What kind of grown up man reads children comics? '

“His blood fell in my mouth-“ “I know. You must have tasted his blood by accident but that gave you power over him. What you did is called Blood Harness, an ability which is taboo in our circles. Not because of how dangerous it is, and terrifying, but because of what it can do to you. It will rob you of your humanity. The more you practice, the more it strips away pieces of you till you end up becoming the thing you fear.” My fingers are digging into my jeans, “I – I see. Also, with Abigail-“

He murmured against my lips, still not moving like he was about to fuck me. “I don’t want to relax for fuck’s sake, I just want you to fuck me– oh god, shit.” I trailed off with a kneeing sound tearing out of my throat when Jack suddenly spanked my ass, hard. Fuck. “I said I was going to give you what you want, but we’re doing it my way, got it?” He growled out against my lips while staring into my eyes, his dominant part of him shrugging out completely at this point, staring into my soul and making me blink and glance away from him.

"But I wanted you to stay; I wanted you to be close to me and not to go away, "he said, staring at me. 'What the hell Is wrong with this man, and why does he always have to claim right over me like I'm some sort of his possession? Couldn't he at least keep his damn good for nothing desires to himself and then just maintain a normal human level existence?'

Awkwardly. Things had gone south very quickly, as Marcus had watched in confusion as the man stumbled into his suite. He’d kicked off his shoes and tore his tie off, slipping into the bed. “Alright, can we get this over with?” he’d slurred, and Marcus had put two and two together, realizing that the drunk man probably thought this was like.. a booty call. A wave of desire had hit Marcus, knowing he’d felt an instant attraction to the stranger back at the poolside.

As I stuffed the bill in, I felt his muscular chest again, but I didn't pull my hand away. "What kind of fantasies can a man like you have, anyway? What can a billion of these not buy?" I asked, moving the dollar bill against his chest more. His eyes flickered, a flash of sadness behind them for just a moment. "I'm still a human being, you know. One with wants and needs. Do you really want to know what I want the most?" I leaned in closer. "Tell me."

And fuck! The man was built like sin itself. Defined abs. Strong chest. Tattoos winding subtly along one arm disappearing toward his shoulder. I actually lost my train of thought. A quiet chuckle left him. “There,” he murmured. “That look.” My eyes dragged to his face, my cheeks flushed. “I can practically hear your thoughts.” I gulped hard. “Sir…” “You’re wondering what it would feel like,” he continued calmly, stepping closer again. “To be touched by someone stronger than you.”

I used it to my advantage. Everyone wanted me, but only my mate could have me, not this man unable to control his own desires. “Micah right?” I whispered in a voice that sounded as clear as water in a glass. It made Micah’s toes curl and he found himself unable to keep standing upright. I pulled the straps of my pants and I watched as drool dropped from his mouth as he watched me hungrily. I knew now that getting this man wasn’t even going to be as hard as I thought. He was just like the rest of them. All he wanted was to taste my pussy and nothing else attached. He wasn’t in love with me like he was making it seem. He wasn’t my mate. He only wanted to be the first man to have a taste of me

I have to go on a business trip for a week, so I get a cat-sitter to come over and feed my cat Muffin while I'm away. But on the second day, when I check the live footage from the living room surveillance camera, I see my fiancee, Kate Swanson's childhood friend Samuel Lambert enter the password for the front door and walk into the house. Then, he throws a grape into Muffin's bowl. Samuel Lambert raises an eyebrow in the direction of the surveillance camera. "Hey, Jonathan. Muffin is a smart one, isn't it? It's not touching the grape at all." Then, as I watch in horror, he unplugs the surveillance camera. I feel my heart sink, and I immediately ask the cat-sitter to head back over and ch