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I’m just as prone to bloodlust as my brothers, perhaps more so because I deny myself pleasure.
The pleasure of blood, and the pleasure of a supple female in my bed.
Today, though, Ishara Doyle is breaking all my walls. She’s shattering them with her power, her gaze, and her call.
Mine,her gaze tells me, and I am done.
My own possessive need rakes through me as I kiss her for the first time.
Fuck.
She tastes even better than I could have imagined. Blood lingers on her tongue and I ignore my brother’s vampiric tones in favor of her floral, decadent taste that hints underneath.
They’ve been blood-sharing for sure, which gives me a prelude to the meal.
“Bite me,” she says against my mouth.
My desire for her has a secure lock on my soul, not allowing me to reject the delicious offer.
She tilts her head to the side, showing her neck that still has Zyran’s handiwork.
I want to addmyclaim. I want to leavemymark.
Choosing a spot closer to the vein, I delicately break the skin. She moans in response as if the act is pleasurable.
Maybe it is. Maybe nothing is how it usually would be when it comes to my mate.
You’re perfect,I think when her blood hits my system.
It’s as if she was made for us. Her power is in her blood and I understand what has happened now.
Fate has tied us all together, but so has other forms of magic. My brothers and I were formed by an ancient power, one we don’t fully understand but we know lies in the death plane.
Ishara is a witch with a direct link to it. While all Outcast Coven witches have that power in some capacity, it’s nothing like this.
“Kornelius,” she whispers, and even though my name was said softly,reverently, the power behind her voice hits me straight in my core.
My cock throbs and I’m desperate for her, but she’s not done with Zy yet.
“Knew I should have made the safe word,” he hisses, then growls when Ishara rolls her hips again.
I’m not sure what he’s talking about, but I’m glad they’ve already established such precautions.
I suspect it’ll be needed.
“Harder,” she demands, and I realize she’s talking to me.
Talking to both of us.
Zyran pulls us down so that he can bite Ishara’s neck on the other side. She groans when he latches on.
Then we’re drinking from her together.
I shouldn’t indulge, but I can’t help it. A red haze overtakes my vision as I lock my jaw andfeed.
She cries out and the sound goes straight to my cock. I can only imagine what she’s doing to Zy, because he thrusts into her and growls.
I know she’s coming and she’s taking Zy with her. It makes me angry because I want her climax. I want her clenching around me.
