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“My husband’s a vampire, and now,monstersare going to be chasing me like I’m the prize in some medieval fox hunt? And I’mfired?”
“It would have happened whether Jared was bitten or not. Actually, that part’s a bit of a blessing.”
I stared at Leanne as if she’d lost her ever-livin’ mind.
“We should leave.” Jared’s arm came around me. I stiffened, not wanting anyone to touch me. Even him. A vampire. Werewolves. I had to get out of here.
“Okay.” My breathing shuddered while I tried to keep control.
“Honey…keep in touch, okay,” Leanne said when we passed. I didn’t answer her. I didn’t have words—none civil anyway. Deep down, I knew this wasn’t her fault or Jake’s or even Jared’s. But I was angry. Roiling with frustration.
Jared tried to guide me toward the front, but I pulled away from him. He let me go. It hit me that with his superior strength and speed, which I’d seen repeatedly the past twenty-four hours, I wouldn’t go anywhere if he didn’t allow it. That was mildly reassuring, actually. Maybe, he could keep me safe from others, especially since I had no desire to be a monster of any sort.
I speed walked toward the back door of the restaurant, with him on my heels. After grabbing my purse, I veered toward the employee’s door. Jared stayed inches from me the whole time, his spicy scent surrounding me. Was that new smell a vampire thing?
“The bruises on your neck… Those are from the bite?” I asked while I pushed open the door.
“I suppose. I don’t really remember any of it. I think maybe you know more about the attack than I do,” he said.
We stepped into the dark alley behind the diner. The door clicked shut with finality, ending that portion of my life. Where would I go from here?
A cry left me as I was immediately crushed into the wall and a hungry mouth covered mine, pressing me there with no escape and no care for anyone who might be nearby.
Chapter Seven
~ Jared ~
“Jared,” Avery moaned, wrapping her arms and legs around me. She might struggle against our circumstances, but her body knew and wanted me.
“You’re mine, only mine,” I growled. The rage and need had built inside me for the past hour, demanding to be let out, demanding I claim my woman in the most basic of ways. I’d almost lost her. Someone had tried to take her. It enraged the darkness that had take over my life—my vampire part, apparently.
She didn’t reply to my claim, baiting the beast that had taken over my body. By God, she was mine, whether she believed it or not. Turning her, I yanked at her jeans then mine. I smelled her arousal, heard her jack-rabbiting heart.
My fingers slicked through her folds. “Wet. So wet for me,” I rasped. “You don’t want to admit it, but you’re mine, Avery. You’rethisvampire’s mate.”
She whimpered, obviously wanting to disagree, but there was no denying her body’s responses nor the way she rocked into my hand while I stroked her. I brought my fingers up to her lips.
“Suck,” I demanded. “Taste what I do to you.”
Avery moaned, deep from her chest , but did as I commanded. I drove my thick cock into her. She cried out her pleasure around the digits she greedily suckled. My hand protected her face from the friction of my thrusts, keeping her from scraping her cheek on the brick. Her walls pulsed around me, squeezing my dick and demanding more. She canted back into my demanding jabs as I fucked her hard, ruthlessly taking everything and proving she was mine.
Her wetness coated me, her fiery heat burning deep into me and branding her on my soul.
“Fuck, Avery,” I growled into her ear, nipping the lobe. “I crave you. I can’t control this need for you. I could bury myself in you for the rest of my life and never let go. You feel this? You feel what you do to me?”
“Jared, yes,” she gasped. Her fingers grasped my wrist, her nails biting into my inner arm. Holding on, not tugging. Her ass slammed back into me with each of my drives. Her cries of pleasure echoed loudly around us.
Good. Good! Let all the fuckers of this world know she belonged to me. Only me! My mouth went to her throat, my new fangs aching to sink into her. I scraped them along the throbbing artery there, feeling it even through her skin. Avery screamed at the first scratch. Her core fisted around me, her orgasm sinking through me like a virus I couldn’t stop. One Ineverwanted to stop.
Her head canted, inviting me, and my teeth plunged in, drinking the first ambrosia of her blood. The copper was there but she was sweet…flowery. It blew my mind, and I couldn’t get enough while I kept thrusting into her and finally came in a release that left me shaky.
“Jared…” Avery whispered. Her grip loosened on my arm then she went entirely limp. Not how I’d expected our sex to end. No afterglow, just a wall of horror.
Terror swamped me. Did I kill her? Did I drink too much. Fuck!
Pulling free, praying to a God I wasn’t sure would even listen to a monster, I righted our clothes and dropped to my knees. She was breathing, but that didn’t stop the panic flying through me.
I had to get her out of here.
