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“The only way you’ll come willingly is if I take you outside, so the way I see it, there isn’t a choice at all.”
“Actually, that is one of two requirements. And I’m not saying we have to explore the city. I need to see it for what it is. So I feel lucky when I finally let you take me underground.”
“Yeah, well, what’s the second requirement?”
“That you have sex with me. Actual sex. The whole P in V deal. You can still fertilize my throat, but that can’t be all I have of you.”
I hate the strained look he gives me. Like I’m torturing him.
“With your size, you can keep me hostage, because there’s no way I’d win against you, but if you care at all about me as a person as you claim to, you’ll take pity on me.”
He walks past me, over to the window. “With as stormy as it is, it’s best we stay inside today.”
“And do what?”
“And see to that second requirement.”
11
PREY DRIVE
GABRIEL
Iswear to God and Satan I was once a decent man. That these sinful urges didn’t rule over me like an untamable beast.
Until five minutes ago, I’d believed there was no way in hell she’d ever want me again. I was so sure she hated me, and rightfully so.
I’m no gentleman, and I’m certainly not a hero. I’ve never cared much for women outside of physical release. Or at least I didn’t.
Thenshecame into my life.
“How do you want me?” she asks, her voice wavering ever so slightly.
Willing. Enthusiastic. Oh, so flexible…
I point to the sofa bed. “Lie down.”
The way she moves, so unsure of herself, ignites my prey drive. Searching, stalking, chasing, grabbing, killing—urges every man is prone to, though in this case, sex is a stand-in for killing.
As much as I try to lie to myself, this isn’t the first time I’ve felt this way toward her. It’s a shameful secret I’ve tried so hard to bury, but now it’s glaring me straight in the face.
When she’d just turned eighteen, she was in a televised rendition of The Nutcracker. I must have watched it at least a dozen times, mesmerized by the way her body moved.
I told myself it was to better understand the girl that thought she needed my help, but that was only to make myself feel better. To feel human.
The truth is as simple as it was depraved. Seeing her up there, her perfect lithe body gliding across the stage, got me fucking hard. I spent countless nights fantasizing about gorging between those creamy thighs. Of tasting her innocence.
But that isn’t even my darkest secret.
Up until the moment I was taken into custody by the military police for a crime I didn’t commit, I’d planned on making her mine. Watching the ballet performance planted a dark seed in me, something I was far too eager to nurture. Even now, I fight the truth.
I’d reasoned I was taken away for my sin against her. That I deserved to rot in a hole.
How was I to know that she wanted me too?
She scoots to the middle of the bed, looking as anxious as she does pretty.
I need to get a condom before my damn brain turns to jelly, because while I’m sure as hell going to fuck her, putting a baby in her is a line I simply will not cross.
