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As much as I wanted to crush my lips to hers, the part that was used to denying myself still held me back. I thought back to what she’d said.
She was right… this whole time, I’d been acting as though my coven-mates’ lives were in my hands because I could frenzy at any moment if one of them was in danger. But in truth, my life was in their hands as well. We were all taking the risk of our bonds breaking, something that could drive any witch insane.
To the rest of them, the risk was worth it — they hardly considered it before agreeing to bond as a coven. Ever since then, watching them together made me jealous as fuck.
Yet I’d still held myself back. Now Mel had kicked the knees out from under me, countering my excuse. Because that’s all that it was — an excuse not to let myself get close to any of my coven-mates, no matter how much I so desperately wanted to.
And when Mel made the promise to end me, I believed her.
Because Mel was a monster like me. Unlike me, she didn’t hide from the darkness within. She embraced it as a strength. Perhaps she could teach me to do the same, in time.
As long as we were together, Mel could counter my frenzy. She was the shield to my sword, the parry to my strike, the antidote to my poison. I could trust her, because she never let her heart win out over her head. She’d loved Ty, but she’d been willing to kill him to defend others. If she had to, she’d kill me to defend our coven-mates. If push came to shove, she was more than capable of killing someone she cared about.
And that gave me such a strange sense of relief. A weight lifted off my shoulders, and I felt like I could take the first deep, full breath in months.
“Good talk,” I said, pushing my chair back.
When I got to my feet, I towered over my little witch, my huntress. She stared up at me, waiting.
“But I think I’m done talking now.”
She sighed, her shoulder sagging in defeat. With vampiric speed, I lunged forward, grabbed her hands, and pulled her to her feet. Her lavender eyes flashed.
I crushed her small frame to mine, letting her feel my arousal pressed against her.
In that abandoned house, she’d told me she wanted me, but I’d always feared it was the bite talking. Even when she and Jax worked together to seduce me, I sensed she’d hoped to get me and Jax back together rather than take me for herself. And after our frenzy, we’d both bitten each other — another kiss that was under the influence of the bite.
If Mel truly wanted me, now was her chance to show me. I leaned in, ready to kiss her, but only if she truly wanted me back.
She grinned up at me, her pupils blown, her fangs extended. She leaned in, too, but instead of kissing me, she teased along my lower lip with the tips of her fangs, a whisper of a kiss denied.
My unpredictable little witch stepped deeper into my embrace as if to hug me. Her fangs trailed over my earlobe.
“What is it that you want, Nico?” she whispered.
I growled, grabbing her hips and lifting her up to sit on the counter in front of me. “You want me to say it, little witch?”
I slid her ass to the edge of the counter and stepped in between her thighs. My height was enough to make this work, and I was hard as a rock thinking about being with her at last. Just the two of us. No one else to confuse matters between us.
She snorted, tilting her head coyly. “I’m not just a witch now, am I?”
“No.” This time I was the one to trail my fangs down her neck. Her little shiver and sigh made me want to torment her all night… except that it was a torment to me, as well. I pulled back to meet her eyes. “But you’ll always be a little witch to me.”
She hummed, her eyes narrowed in pleasure as I squeezed her hips in my hands, my thumbs drifting between her thighs.
“What else am I to you?” she asked, leaning back to put her hands on the counter.
I let out another small growl. She knew what I wanted, but the brat wasn’t going to make this easy on me. She knew talking it out wasn’t my forte. Better that I show her instead.
I stepped away to take off my shirt, throwing it back on the table. When I gazed at her, she bit her lip, one delicate fang piercing her own flesh. My eyes fell on that bead of blood, mesmerized.
I moved closer to her, but she put one hand on my chest to stop me from kissing her and taking that blood for myself. Her cool hand on my naked chest had me hungry for more of her touch.
“What am I to you, Nico?” she demanded, her eyebrows drawing down.
She looked so hot when she was angry and determined. It reminded me of watching her fight that hellbull naked. I’d wanted to destroy that hellbull for daring to get close to her delicate body… but then she’d dispatched it herself, and I’d never been so hard in my life.
That is, until she told me she’d kill me if she had to. There were definitely some wires crossed in my head. But even if there were, I knew one thing: Mel was important to me. I couldn't deny that now.
