I slanted him a look. “I’m not Jason’s woman. We’re more like Batman and Robin, and he’s my Robin.” Over the vampires’ confused look, I added with an exasperated sigh, “Don’t you guys watch any shows?”“We don’t like American movies,” White said, and the vamps all nodded their agreement. “We don’t like anything American.”“So you’re French,” I said. “But I’m telling you, Jason was my sidekick when we were on the road trip before you guys showed up.” No one looked even slightly convinced. I sighed. “My point is, this Batwoman takes it upon herself to look after her Robin.” I shook my head. “Why am I even explaining myself to you French dudes when you obviously don’t get it?”I pushed open the door, still shaking my head, but turned to the guards, who stared at me with identical, expectant expressions. “Come get me if I start screaming.”Every vamp blinked, then narrowed their eyes.I rolled mine. “That was a joke,” I muttered and shut the door behind me.“Do you think that was funny?”
"Just don’t get too hooked on my incredible blood, vampire," I teased, giving him a lighthearted warning. "The last thing I need is for you to get addicted. Trust me, the last thing I want is a blood junkie trailing me around—especially one who’s so particular about his feeding habits."He pulled back slowly, visibly holding himself back, his mouth lingering near my wrist for a moment before he licked the tiny wounds to seal them. I could tell it was an effo
Even wounded, he’d cleaned himself up nicely. His hair smelled of dark rose and pine. His breath smelled of powerful male, mint, and lust.His tongue probed, and I parted my lips for him and allowed his delicious invasion. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, and pleasure burst in me like electric fire. I gasped, only to find that I couldn’t get air into my lungs. He’d sealed them, telling me with his brutal kiss that he now controlled the air and decided when I could breathe.At my moan of pleasure and need, his chest rumbled.I’d never imagined that a single kiss could ignite every part of me like this. Jason’s touch had unlocked a fire inside me that I didn’t know I possessed, a spark that only he seemed capable of lighting. Every dormant cell within me blazed to life, sparking and humming as if woken from a centuries-long slumber. This connection, this heat—it was unlike anything I’d ever felt. Asshole, the mate I’d once thought was my destiny, had never even come close to stirring
The feeling was incomparable. Feeding Jason from my own wrist had been powerful, yes, but nothing like this. This was something else entirely—a raw, visceral ecstasy that flooded every nerve in my body. I couldn’t hold back the moans that tumbled from my lips, each sound pulled from somewhere deep within. My hands tightened in his hair, desperately anchoring me as waves of intense sensation radiated outward, filling every inch of me with a heat that bordered on agony.Inside, a firestorm of need blazed, primal and relentless. My body throbbed, each pulse an ache demanding to be filled. This wasn’t just about desire; it was something instinctive, a feral longing that went beyond sex. I needed to be claimed, to be taken so completely that I’d forget everything about myself—my past, my pain, even my own name. Nothing mattered but this moment, this aching, primal urge to be bound to him in the most fundamental way possible.I felt Jason’s body shudder against mine, his control hanging by
Frustration drummed in me. I suspected that him drinking from me and then fondling me had kicked me into heat. I’d never feel right again if he didn’t fuck me.“You don’t need to claim me,” I coaxed. “I’m not asking you for any commitment. I just want a little fun. I don’t like to be claimed either. It sounds like a nasty business. But I very much want to be fucked now.”“It’ll be the same for us if we finish it, Ollivara,” he said softly. “You’re my destined Bride. I just haven’t had a chance to take you. I’ll only fuck you and claim you when I deserve you. However”—he flashed me a wicked grin that made my pulse stutter again—“I’ll service my woman in another way.”With that promise, he pulled off my pants. I wasn’t wearing underwear, so my glinting pussy was completely bare in front of him.He let out a curse in an ancient tongue, not expecting to see my cunt right away. I smirked, as I was full of surprises. He stared at my bare sex for a long time, as if wanting to commit it to me
Jayson’s POVMy Bride gazed at me, pure female lust searing her golden eyes. Her pink lips parted like a pair of roses blossoming in the spring, and a moan of pleasure tore out of her.She was the most stunning thing I’d ever seen. I still remembered the first time I’d laid my eyes on her, her beauty striking me like dark lightning.She was different at this age. Her lovely form remained the same, but for the first time, she held humanity. It clothed her in layers, making her softer and less lethal.But I knew better than to be deceived by her vulnerability. The creature beneath my large, hard body was a ticking bomb that could go off at any time. Once something or someone hit her to her core and set her off, she’d explode and wreck the world, just as she’d done so easily before.So, no, I did not trust my Bride, even though my primal need and every male instinct demanded I fuck her brutally until she surrendered unconditionally, then claim her as mine forever. I fought my need to emb
I wouldn’t play Jason’s games. He had two glorious inches inside my heat, but he refused to go any further. He thrust in and out of me brutally, stretching my folds and walls deliciously, and that only made me crave his entire massive, hard length.I was never the kind of chick who rolled with the punches, especially in this pleasure business. I was going to show him just that, even though he held me down with his large, powerful hand on my belly. His intention was crystal clear—to stop me from taking his full length.He was taking precautions, but I’d show him it wouldn’t work. I didn’t follow the exact orders of all things. The shifters had learned that, and now it was time for the vampires to get acquainted with that memo as well.I grabbed two pillows and inserted them under my back, then I lifted my head to watch how he fucked me. I loved to watch fucking and being fucked. There was erotic beauty in the act of two bodies joining, especially if the cock was gorgeous. And Jason’s c
Jason, for his part, didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. His gaze, his quiet intensity, said everything.I cleared my throat, breaking the moment, but a small, teasing smile still tugged at the corners of my mouth. “You didn’t sleep on the job, Henry,” I said, glancing at the man holding the tray of coffee.Henry shot me a look, his eyes narrowing slightly as though he was offended. “I never sleep on the job,” he replied curtly, his tone firm and almost defiant. His posture didn’t shift an inch, still rigid and professional, and I could see the faintest traces of amusement in his gaze, though it was expertly hidden behind his usual stoic demeanor.“I’m glad and surprised,” I said, grinning a little as I took a step closer to him. “Is that coffee for me?” I asked, my voice light, teasing.Henry’s snort was immediate. “Who else could get me to serve her coffee?” he muttered, barely containing his distaste.I laughed softly, the sound unexpectedly easy, and then it clicked—this had b
The light witches approached me cautiously, not entering through the French doors but appearing from the shadows on the other side. They’d been training me nonstop for days, testing my resilience and patience, pushing the limits of my powers. Barbie, always efficient, had drilled me on spells and potions, memorizing incantations and identifying herbs, understanding the delicate balance between dark and light magic. She made sure I could distinguish between what was forbidden and what was celebrated. Meanwhile, Fin had taken a more hands-on approach, guiding me in channeling my energy, summoning my power, and holding it steady in my grasp.Smooth, however, was relentless. He spent hours with me, determined to help me uncover the hidden elemental magics he claimed I possessed. “You should have command over all the elements,” he insisted, his gaze fierce. “Wind, fire, water, metal, and earth. They should respond to you.” Wind came naturally to me, flowing through my movements like an ext
The servants bowed to me and said if I needed anything, I should just ring the bell in the room and they’d come to serve me, before they departed to give me privacy.I immediately went to check the walk-in closet and found dozens of new outfits in my size inside. This was another type of lifestyle I needed to get used to.I headed to the bathroom to do my business and take a bath. When I came out, a tray of several dishes, including two hamburgers, sat in the center of the table.The hamburgers didn’t taste like the ones I’d shared with Diane and the girls, so I guessed it was the company. One shouldn’t eat a burger alone. I missed my friends dearly and hoped they were safe. But I knew no hunters would go after them since I was gone.I finished my food, sipped the juice, and rang the bell.A servant girl who looked my age came in and asked me if she could remove the remaining dishes. I nodded and thanked her.“Where is everyone?” I asked.She looked behind the open door, and Henry ste
But Jason? He wasn’t playing any games. There was no hidden disrespect, no fake flattery behind closed doors. When he recognized me, he did it wholeheartedly. Even if he teased me in private and let me know exactly when I got under his skin, there was an honesty about it, and a respect that felt genuine.We started toward the mansion, and as we did, I noticed a vampire heading toward us with purpose. He was young, by vampire standards, looking as if he’d been turned in his late twenties. His hair was a sandy blonde, cropped neatly, and his eyes were a bright blue that held a glint of intensity, an energy I didn’t see in many vampires. His sharp, square jaw only emphasized his striking features, but there was something else that set him apart: a perfectly groomed mustache, twirled at the ends in a way that would have looked ridiculous on anyone else. On him, though, it somehow worked, like he was channeling some old-world charm no one else had the guts to attempt. I couldn’t help but w
We left as soon as the sun set.Over a dozen black armored vans were lined up in front of the house. I shared a vehicle with my former companions, and I watched everyone vacate the fort efficiently.“Are we abandoning the fort?” I asked as our fleet cruised out of the gate.“The shifter army is coming here,” White said. He sat with Faerry in the last row of the seats. “This compound is compromised.”“The shifter army is coming?” I shrieked. “They’re still chasing us? When will they learn to give the fuck up and just go home?”“The dogs are hunters,” Faerry said, polishing her nails. “They never give up their quarry.”“Who’s the quarry?” I demanded. “They’d better not think it’s me.”“It’s you.” Faerry smiled at me. “But that’s okay. We’re with you. They lost face when we stole you right from under their noses. They need to even the score.”I narrowed my eyes in displeasure. “So this is a my-dick-can’t-be-smaller-than-yours thing?”“Our dicks are definitely bigger,” White said confident
“You’re his daughter,” he repeated, his voice steady but laced with an intensity that made my pulse spike. His gaze never wavered, and the weight of his words settled like a stone in the pit of my stomach. “Sues only confirmed it for me, but he’ll pay for that betrayal.” His jaw clenched, and I could see the flicker of rage in his eyes, a dark promise of vengeance. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t live through our next confrontation.”The wind howled outside, mirroring the chaos churning within me, and blood pounded so fiercely in my ears that it drowned out any other sound. Everything in me felt like a storm—a whirlwind of fear, confusion, anger, and something dangerously close to hope.“You know I’m an abomination,” I said, voice trembling yet defiant. “You know what I am—what I could do. That I’ll probably bring mass destruction.” My breath caught in my throat, but
“Shove the family talk up your fat ass,” I snarled. “Or I’ll have the witches do it for you.”“You’ll never touch her again,” Jason snarled, his fangs out, his eyes darker than nightmares. I shivered, not because of fear, but because he appeared so sexy in his dark glory. It’d turn any woman on when a male would go to war to protect you, and the Vampire King had just issued a challenge. “I’ll tear you to pieces and erase your essence and soul forever.”“You don’t even know what you harbor in your keep, Vampire King,” the vile male snorted. “She’ll wreck your world again and rain down fire and death on Earth. I’m not the bad guy. I’ve been trying to save what’s left of Earth, but she’ll leave nothing standing when her monster comes out to play. And don’t you know we aren’t the only hunters? The entire Earth has risen up against her, or the idea of her.The Defenders, Guardians, Watchers, just to name a few. If anyone points them your way, the tsunami will sweep over you, and you won’t h
The words were a shield around me, a possessive claim that sent a warmth curling in my chest. The protective instinct in his tone sent a wave of comfort through me, but the warmth was short-lived. Just as quickly, something colder and sharper slid through me—a flicker of doubt. Would he still think of me as his if Nossy’s poisonous words managed to turn him against me? If she whispered enough of her twisted truths, would Jason still stand by me? Or would he, too, start seeing me as the thing everyone feared?I shoved that thought aside, but it lingered like a shadow, clawing at the edges of my mind.Before I could even form a response, the chill in the air thickened, and a bone-deep sense of dread swept over me. I started to speak, to snap at Nossy to shut up, but the words died on my tongue when her head jerked backward with a sickening crack. The movement was unnatural, contorted—like something had taken hold of her, something that wasn’t her at all.Her eyes turned black—pure, soul
My throat tightened as I stared at Nossy, her sneer a constant reminder of the chaos she had caused in my life. I must get the truth out of her—alone. The thought echoed in my mind like a mantra, desperate and urgent. If she said anything that didn’t sit right with me, I’d just snuff her out quietly. No one would know. No one would have a chance to turn on me. Worse, no one would start hunting me. It was safer that way. Easier.I had heard enough whispers in the Shifters Uni to know that the rumors surrounding Deathroh’s daughter were growing louder by the day. They said she was still alive, walking the Earth, her very existence a threat to everyone—human and supernatural alike. The idea of her had become something of a myth, a whispered warning among those who sought to protect their own from his wrath. And the most terrifying part? They believed that she was me.I couldn’t even begin to comprehend it. Deathroh’s daughter? Me? How? How could I possibly be his daughter? I was a hybrid
Jason, for his part, didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. His gaze, his quiet intensity, said everything.I cleared my throat, breaking the moment, but a small, teasing smile still tugged at the corners of my mouth. “You didn’t sleep on the job, Henry,” I said, glancing at the man holding the tray of coffee.Henry shot me a look, his eyes narrowing slightly as though he was offended. “I never sleep on the job,” he replied curtly, his tone firm and almost defiant. His posture didn’t shift an inch, still rigid and professional, and I could see the faintest traces of amusement in his gaze, though it was expertly hidden behind his usual stoic demeanor.“I’m glad and surprised,” I said, grinning a little as I took a step closer to him. “Is that coffee for me?” I asked, my voice light, teasing.Henry’s snort was immediate. “Who else could get me to serve her coffee?” he muttered, barely containing his distaste.I laughed softly, the sound unexpectedly easy, and then it clicked—this had b