“You did. And we kept exchanging blood, which led to other things.” Her light green eyes danced with intimate knowledge. “And you eventually claimed me.”
“Before Ryder and Damien returned?” I guessed.
“Yes. About three weeks before they came back for a visit.”
“How did they react?” Because I could imagine that Ryder had not been pleased.
“Like overprotective big brothers,” she muttered. “They still act that way.”
Which implies that killing her in front of them would be a suitable punishment for everything they’ve done.
Of course, that might hurt me as well.
Hmm, I’d have to revisit that notion later. PreferablyafterI’d properly enjoyed Ismerelda.
I admired her bare breasts before taking in her svelte waist and continuing on down to her shapely thighs. My blood had healed her quickly, just as it should, leaving behind a refreshed female, waiting to be ravaged.
But how should I take her first?I pondered, my inner beast purring with malicious intent. She hadn’t imbibed much of my essence, but she had enough running through her to keep up with my demands.
Hopefully, anyway.
She swallowed, drawing my attention to her delicate throat and back up to her eyes. The dilation of her pupils confirmed that she could sense my mounting hunger. And the sweet scent of fear-induced arousal told me she anticipated it, too.
I’d told her what to expect when I returned for her. It just happened to be sooner than I’d expected, with a slight detour involving a disobedient progeny.
He touched her, I thought, furious all over again.He touchedmyfemale.
Well, now I would just erase him entirely.
Repossess every inch of her, inside and out.
Fuck her until she couldn’t walk.
Make her scream for hours on end until she was hoarse.
I wanted to taste her tears. Revel in her pleasure. Force her to come for me even when she no longer could.
And then I wanted to destroy her.
Fill her with my very being and ensure she could never be touched by another again.
Only to do it all over again until she suffocated on my cock, drowned in my seed, and awoke with me buried inside her. Fucking her. Taking her.Claimingher.
It was a visceral need that I allowed her to see in my expression, the predator within me ready to take on his desired prey.
This would hurt.
Because I had no intention of holding back.
“Up on all fours, Ismerelda,” I told her, ready to begin. “And you’d better be wet for me. Because ready or not, I’m going to take what’s mine. Right fucking now.”
The jarring change in conversation and tone didn’t seem to affect Ismerelda. Because she simply obeyed, presenting me with the alluring view of her shapely ass as she balanced on her hands and knees.
I admired her from behind while I unbuttoned my shirt, my mouth salivating for a taste of her. My cock, too.
The fabric whispered across my torso as I pulled it from my shoulders and allowed it to drop to the floor. My shoes were next, then my belt, but I paused when I reached the button on my trousers.
Something isn’t right.
