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And then he bit me.
The moment he plunged his fangs inside the juncture of my neck, a scream erupted out of me. The sensation was unlike anything I could have imagined in my wildest fantasies. It wasn’t the savage pain I remembered, but something life-altering, zinging in my nerves like an electric pulse.
His hands drifted from my shoulders, down my arms, to my waist and held me firm. Unbidden, my hips surged forward, wanting to feel the comfort of his body. To brush against his cock and feel him pulsing inside me.
Frenzied by the surge of lust, I moaned, eyes rolling back in my head from the steady pull of blood. This pleasure was exactly as Alexei had once described to me. With a vampire who cared for his partner’s experience, blood drinking was unlike any other carnal sensation. I felt him all over me, from the tips of my fingers and toes, to my clit, the connection to my blood flow, unimaginable.
“Please,” I gasped against his chest, licking at his pale skin through the bar. “Please, more.”
He shook his head against the top of mine.
My hands lurched from where they remained unmoving at my sides and grasped his, twirling our fingers together. I dragged his right hand to where I needed him, and he let out a savage grunt.
“Alexei,” I whimpered.
Giving in to my need to feel something,anything, other than the Hell I had been inside, awaiting my ruination, Alexei’s fingers thrusted inside me. He made a sound of approval at the wetness waiting for him.
I would have told him my body always responded to him, but then his thumb brushed over my clit as he sucked in a last swallow of my blood. Without warning, I came around him, clenching punishingly around his curling fingers.
The pleasure kept going, blending seamlessly into a second orgasm before I had fully recovered.
A savage growl exploded from his throat, thrilling me. “Mine.”
Magick sizzled around us, and despite the blood Alexei had taken from me, I felt more powerful than ever. Through it all, Alexei watched me, devouring every small twitch and contortion of my body as he licked his bite.
When I finally craned my head up, his eyes flashed dangerously.
His hands disappeared from my body, and I nearly fell against the stone floor, catching myself against the bars just in time.
“I-I’m sorry,” he choked, looking as if he would be sick. He lifted something from his pocket and draped it around my lax hand before he bolted away from me. “After my father’s test, I’ll ensure you get more blood to replace what I’ve taken.”
He ran from the dungeons, but not before I saw the heartbreaking look of horror replace his earlier lust.
I didn’t regret the pleasure I took from Alexei, nor did I blame him for ensuring both our safety from Alistair. But I couldn’t help but feel a piece of him had shattered irrevocably. My mirror in all ways.
Glancing down at my palm, I stared unblinkingly at the object Alexei had gifted me and sucked in a startled breath.
The Amulet of Davorina.
Alexei had returned my greatest chance of escaping this dungeon, while also dooming himself should his father discover his treachery.
As I sucked in a breath, I felt the amulet pulsing in time with my heartbeats. Almost as if it were searching for something. Wearing the amulet offered me power, a means to destroy my enemies like some sort of vengefulgoddess, the talisman as my sword.
My spirit magick trickled out of me, and when I opened my eyes, the spirits of the creatures who had died here moved around the room.Not only witches, but Fae and shifters congregated together.
Wide-eyed, I watched as a witch with ice-blonde hair and hard eyes watched me from the cell next adjacent. Eerily familiar. She opened her mouth to speak, but a rat scurried across the blood-stained floor, and I sucked in a breath.
I felt the echoes of magick pulsing through her as clear as my own.
“Vera?” I blinked hard as her ghostly image floated through the bars separating us to further study my face.
She jolted at her name spoken from a stranger’s lips. Brushing a spectral finger against the bite mark on my neck, she said, “How do you know my name?” She stopped herself with a firm shake of her head, “Actually, we don’t have time for such matters. You are our only hope. For nearly a century, our souls have been festering in these dungeons. Only another spirit witch can release us from this purgatory.”
“But I have so much to share with you. To ask,” I breathed, tears gathering in my eyes. “The talismans, Alistair. I don’t know where to begin.”
“Do not speak his name to me, girl,” she raged, her hair falling past her shoulders defiantly. “He is a pest to be swept from Gaia, a devil far worse than any demons in Hell. I warned my brothers and sisters not to trust the vampires, and look where it got them.”
Whereas Blanca was demure and sweet, Vera was a firecracker—no doubt the older sibling intent on protecting her own.
