Page 53 of The Slayer Seduction

Iris takes a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling for guidance.

“Fine, a kiss and you do everything you promise.”

She tilts her chin up and I remember every movie and show that Scarlett has shown me. I cup the back of her head and lean down as I press my lips against hers.

It feels as though the kiss is infinite. Nothing has felt better than having my mate’s lips against mine.

She parts, looking up at me with her beautiful rounded eyes I could get lost in and I stare back down at her filled with joy.

“The best half second of my tremendously long life,” I tell her honestly.

“Give Adam control,” Iris demands and I swear she seems confused.

My mate liked the kiss, but I feign being irritated that she wants the human man in charge. “If anything seems suspicious with the undead, I’ll take over immediately.”

My mate flicks her hand at me, and this time the change is easy. I let Adam take control while still being completely present.

Chapter 26

Adam

Itake a deep breath, staring down at the blood and guts on the floor. I was present the entire time. While watching the Slayer kill the being that ruined my life, I felt a sense of peace. For the first time since having to share my body with him, I understood his bloodlust.

Though I wasn’t completely sure why exactly he gave my family the book, it’s pretty clear it’s some vampire feud that has nothing to do with me. I was a pawn in some supernatural bullshit and the only person who seemed to care about that fact was Iris.

“He’s the one who gave my family the summoning spell?” I ask Iris.

She places a hand on my arm, giving it a light squeeze, and my breath hitches. No one has ever been there for me the way Iris has and it’s a comfort I’m not sure I deserve, but I soak it up nonetheless.

“Yes. I’m sorry, Adam.”

I toe the guts with my shoe. It’s already covered in blood, so what does it matter?

“This piece of shit ruined my life.”

“Mine too,” a deep voice croaks behind me. “Sunshine, you mind ripping another one of these out of me?”

It’s the vampire from the other night, the one that broke this witch’s door that she’s now in love with? Finding out about the paranormal world has been one totally fucked-up thing after another.

I’m trying to follow their conversation as the Slayer rumbles in the back of my mind.

“Give me back control.”

I shake my head and he hisses.

“I won’t push you away,” he promises and I give in, hating that I succumb to his demands, but the fact is, if this vampire tries anything, it’s better if the Slayer is in charge.

The shift is easy, and I don’t feel any pain and I’m completely present at the moment. It’s almost as if the Slayer and I are one. He’s controlling the body, but it’s as if I’m a spirit looking in over the conversation, able to hear and feel everything around me.

“Nope. Hell no. I kissed you and you promised Adam would be in control,” Iris chastises.

The Slayer glances down at Iris, not liking her reasoning at all. He glares at the vampire he wants to kill so fucking bad. Is it awful that I kind of want him to? It’s probably not fair to hate this vampire too, but he’s clearly part of the reason I’m not in control of my own life anymore.

“I don’t like it either, man. We both tried to kill each other, so let’s call it even,” Warin tries to reason with him and the Slayer’s hand trembles, but as he looks down at Iris, he gains an amount of self control I’ve never witnessed from him.

His bloodlust always won out, but right now he seems to be able to hold it back.

“Another kiss and I let them walk away,” the Slayer says, and it’s really hard to contain my laughter.