War of Blood and Bonds
awe at the beautiful woman in the doorway. Danya’s dark hair hung past her
shoulders. Her bangs were severely cut above her eyebrows. Generous lashes
framed vibrant green eyes. He’d thought that he’d imagined how pretty she was.
But no, she was even prettier.
at her, drinking the sight of her in, she however, startled, screamed, then
tried to slam the door in his face. A well-placed foot stopped her before she
grunted as she pressed her body against the other side of the door.
work she kicked at his foot, trying to dislodge it. “No. No. No. You aren’t
at his body. “I’m very much real, sweetheart.”
fluttered closed. “This is all a figment of my imagination. I am delusional.
This is a symptom of anemia. One. Two. Three.” She took a deep breath, then
opened her eyes again.
wicked smile. “Still here.”
his hand over her mouth and wrapped an arm around her waist, drawing her body
close to his. She smelled of vanilla and brown sugar. He leaned in to take
another languidly whiff. Delectable.
eyes wide, and panic was behind them. He didn’t allow himself time to enjoy how
her soft body was against his. He had to get her back inside before she had
everyone on her floor spilling into the hallway to see what all the commotion
her back into her room and used his foot to kick the door closed behind them.
He stopped only when her back was pressed against the wall. She shook with
her. Then scare her to death. Perfect.
his palm. He pulled away from her mouth to see the red bite mark. “You bit me.”
Her bite didn’t do any damage, and the pain was gone already. His body worked
quickly to make the repair. It was confusion that made him pull away. He hadn’t
worse, like lightning, hit his groin. He doubled over and backed away.
the balls felt the same whether he were human or vampire. It hurt like hell.
“Why did you do that?” he asked in disbelief.
that she’d been just moments before was gone, replaced by spit and hellfire.
She balled her fists and took a step forward to kick him in his chin. He’d let
her beauty distract him but recovered quickly and caught her bare foot mid-air
and pushed it, slamming her back against the wall. Before she could react, he
was against her body again and in her face.
Trying. To. Hurt. Me?” His nose was less than an inch from hers.
icy. “Because. You’re. Trying. To. Hurt. Me.” She punched his sides then
winced. “Ouch. What the hell are you made of? Steel?”
that.” He pinned her hands above her head.
vain, doing nothing but making his body react to hers. He lifted her arms
higher, raising her to her tiptoes. She tried to knee him again, but he blocked
her by maneuvering his hip and sliding his leg between hers.
ignore her warm heat spreading over his thigh. “I’m not here to hurt you.”
struggling long enough to glare at him. “Really? What do you call this or what
you did last night?”
curse. “If I let you go do you promise not to attack me again?”
her. “I only came to make sure that you had recovered from last night. I didn’t
mean to take as much blood as I did.”
that I’m crazy because of you.”
apologize.” She relaxed a little. “So can I let you go now?” He really wanted
to keep her where she was, pinned against him, and take her. And if he didn’t
create space between them that’s exactly what he would’ve done.
hands and stepped away and kept going until he was against the wall, giving
them both space. He needed it so that his cock would go down, and she needed it
so that she wouldn’t feel threatened anymore. He also wanted to put room
between his balls and her knees.
she said again. “Why? I was just trying to help you.”
giving me your blood.”
finger. “Let’s make things clear. I didn’t give you anything. You took it.”
sounded about right. Hearing her say it made him feel even worse. “If I had
would’ve been no.”
or death situation. Without you I wouldn’t be standing here now.”
“And that’s a good thing?”
I should think so.”
coming back to finish what you started?”
her neck. “To kill me.”
intentions to kill you.”
arms and leaned against the wall. She looked causal, even relaxed, but
tight. She was getting ready for a fight.
died. You left me with a hemoglobin of 4.4!” Then she pulled her eyebrows
together in thought. “What is it supposed to be normally?” she mumbled.
have a hemoglobin of—”
you, mister,” she snapped.
name.” She clenched her jaws. He let out a light chuckle. “Nice to meet you,
to the side, sliding further away from him. “How do you know my name?”
giving her a devious smile. “I heard your conversations with the officers last
that you couldn’t have found it in your heart to corroborate my story to save
me from the humiliation of being labeled crazy?”
cursed under her breath and kicked at the carpet. “But if you would let me,
it up to you.”
head. “And how could you do that? You can’t give me my blood back.
took care of that.”
you out to eat.” That hadn’t been his plan, but suddenly he didn’t want to
leave her. Yet.