Chapter Ninety- Adriana Gervais- 19 yrs old

George knew that the dark animal that hid in the shadows of his mind had come out to play. It always did when he got away from him. This was one of the reasons he didn’t allow his anger any freedom. Today, though, George missed the signs and now he rode the thrill of the hunt. The pleasure of the capture, and the female beneath him. His female, under his control. He had to do with as he wanted, and he wanted her.

If Ana hadn’t fled like that from him like that, he might have been able to control himself. But she tried to put distance between them. Funny, he’d not heard Ana say the word no. Nor did she push him away.

As he sank deeper into their kiss, George’s tongue caressed Ana’s fangs, which made her gasp and shiver into his kiss. That slight movement against his raging need had George’s groans turning into growls of pleasure. His hand found her skirt inching up her thigh. Ana’s eyes lit with excitement when his hand encountered