Page 95 of Tempted Angel


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“Seven.”

The bids come so fast, I can’t track the faces.

“One million.” Axe’s voice booms over the din, and I’m not a fan of what that does to my body.

“A one million dollar bid by Mr. Axwell, himself. Do we have any takers over one million?”

“Two million!” calls someone on the opposite side.

“Three!” It’s Olivia again! What in the hells is she bidding for?”

“Folks, I’ve never seen anything like this. We’ve never been so close to beating our record high of five million before. Can we get there tonight with our lovely violet-eyed demon?”

“Four!”

“Five!”

“Ten.” Another familiar voice. One I did not expect to ever hear again.

Axe and Bastian stand, scanning the warehouse.

“Ten million! We have a new record, folks!”

“Eleven!” Axe counters, still searching for the bidder.

“Fifteen!”

Axe homes in on the voice and it’s only a second later before all three of them are headed toward it.

Vlad was not supposed to be here.

Bastian takes over the bidding while Axe hunts for Vlad, pushing vampires out of his path and knocking over chairs as he goes.

“Sixteen!”

“Twenty!” It’s the last bid I hear before a blur of silver and black crashes into me.

I stumble back, nearly off the raised part of the stage. And if it weren’t for Vlad holding me around the middle, I would have.

“Mine,” he whispers against my neck. “Smells so good. Missed you. So much pain without you. Mine.”

I’m too stunned to react as Vlad breathes heavily into my neck. His hands slither down my body, one pressing me tight against him, the other to my exposed pussy. He slides his finger between my thighs and groans.

“Fuuuck, Dove, you’re so wet for me. I knew you missed me too.”

It’s the jolt I need to get myself out of stunned-and-frozen mode.

I shove against him. “It’s not for you, you fucking blood rapist.”

But as lean and wiry as Vlad is, he doesn’t budge.

He also can’t seem to find my clit, rubbing circles on my left lip while grinding his cock into my hip. “All mine. They tried to keep me from you, but?—”

He doesn’t get the rest out.

Axe has him by the throat, rips him off me, and slams him to the ground. “You know the fucking rules, Tomas. No touching until the Auction is over.”

Axe leans into Vlad, whose eyes are still locked on me despite the huge demon about to rip his head off. “And you also know you’re not supposed to come anywhere near her.”

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