Happy middle of the week, guys. I was in somewhat of a quandary as to where to pick my tease from, as I'm not ready to share more from my upcoming releases so I thought I'd go back to the beginning of my author journey and my debut novel Lure of the Blood. I fell in love with both shifters and vampires when I wrote this story.
As ever big thanks to Angelica Dawson who makes the tease possible every week.
So, without further ado here is a hot and emotional scene and somewhat of a black moment for this couple...
The sudden wetness on his chest, coupled with Marnie’s agonised cries, woke him up in instant, all his senses on full alert, his body coiled for action. But there was no danger, just the two of them in his room back at the pack house with Marnie caught in the grips of a nightmare. The sun was just rising, casting a golden glow on her and she had never looked more beautiful to him. He pulled her closer into his side, murmuring soothing nonsense into her ear, and her breathing returned to normal, as her body relaxed back into sleep. He lay holding her, his emotions in turmoil, as the sun rose higher still. Soon she would be awake and insist on that crazy plan of hers.
He wanted to wrap her up in cotton wool just like he’d wrapped her up in the soft towel after the bath they’d shared last night. He wanted to hold her captive right here in his bed and never let her go. But he had his duty to his pack and her mind was made up. The rational part of his brain knew this was the only option, but every fibre of his being screamed at him to throw caution and duty to the wind and make her his. It would be so easy to run his fangs along the exposed column of her neck and sink home, but he couldn’t do that to her. She had to be willing and she wasn’t.
His hold on her tightened and he swallowed the curse bubbling on his tongue, mindful not to wake her. Every time he’d tried to convince her to stay (and boy had he tried), her eyes filled with tears and she pulled away.
“Ion, this is the only way. Even if I didn’t have this murder charge hanging over me, I couldn’t stay. I can’t be your mate, not ever and I know if I stayed I wouldn’t have the strength to keep on stopping you. I’m not what you need and I...I love you too much let you throw it all away.”
“And I love you too much to let you go, little one.”
Her eyes huge, she’d scooted as close to him as was humanly possible. “You have to, Ion. Your pack needs you and you need them.”
His immediate denial had died on his lips, when she kissed him, her tears mingling with his own. “Let’s not argue Ion, please. Make love to me. If this is the only night we have left...”
His wolf had needed no further invitation. He lost count how many times they reaffirmed their love for each other, each time growing more desperate and urgent as the night wore on. His cock stirred to life, recalling her passionate responses, the way her eyes clouded over in the heat of passion, her moans and sighs urging him on, until he lost all control. The way Marnie turned the tables on him, her mouth and hands driving his wolf wild, as she took him into her mouth, her sweet pussy and her delectable ass. His fingers itched to wake her up now, but it was dawn. She would insist on leaving, once she was awake. He settled for watching her sleep, the slight fall and rise of her breasts, marked by his stubble and his hands and the surge of emotion had his wolf whine his frustration.
Unable to stop himself he ran one claw down her throat, over her collarbone and down to one rosy peak, which puckered even in her sleep. He smiled at her low moan when he trailed that claw lower, swirling it round her belly button, over the quivering skin of her lower tummy, before sheathing it and letting his fingers sink deep into her moist, wet heat. His balls tightened and his gut churned at her body’s immediate responsiveness. He needed this woman like he needed the air to breathe. How was he ever going to find the strength to let her go? He inserted another finger, stretching her wider, whilst his thumb circled round her swelling clit and her eyes fluttered open with a breathy, “Ion?”
He lost himself in the dark amber of her eyes, as they clouded over with desire and love for him. He increased the pressure of his fingers as his mouth sought hers. She sighed into his kiss, their tongues setting a passionate dance and her hips rose as he increased the pressure further, her breath coming in short gasps, a rosy blush spreading all over her body. Her nails dug into his back as she trapped his hand between her thighs, pushing herself further against his fingers and his cock throbbed painfully at the sensation of her aroused nipples scraping across his chest.
“Ion, please...” her needy whisper skimmed across his heated flesh and his cock surged higher still, when she sunk her small teeth into his shoulder. “I want you inside of me now, please...”
With a growl of surrender he pushed her back onto the bed his eyes locking with hers as she lay back and spread her legs wide in silent invitation, the scent and sight of her swollen, wet pussy driving his wolf wild. He took her outstretched hand in his and her eyes grew wide as he fisted his fully engorged cock and slowly ran the tip along her slit in lazy circles. His breathing grew as ragged as hers, when she raised herself up slightly and her other hand closed over his, guiding him into her wet heat with a simple lift of her hips. They stayed locked together, not moving as he grew bigger still inside her and her muscles clenched around him, making beads of sweat break out across his forehead with the sheer effort to hold himself still. He wanted to stay here forever––joined to the woman he loved, and was destined to never have. Marnie’s eyes filled with tears and her breathing hitched further as she moved slightly, bringing her clit in direct contact with his knuckles, still holding the base of his shaft. Ion clenched his teeth as her muscles contracted around him.
“Damn it, little one, no. I want this to last.”
Her breathy “I...I...can’t,” as her climax hit, had him too losing control and setting a ruthless rhythm, he drove himself into her again and again, oblivious to anything but the fierce need to brand her as his and to never let her go. Lost in her muttered moans and sighs, as needy as his own, Ion sought his own release and when he too finally hit that peak, his wolf’s desperate howl was echoed by those of his pack and Marnie’s tears.
Spent, he collapsed on top of her, licking her tears away. “Stay with me please, little one.” He felt her withdrawal before she said it, her voice heavy with tears and regret. “I can’t, Ion, but I will always love you. Be happy for me, please be happy and find someone else; you have to.”
Ion’s fists balled around the steering wheel, remembering that scene now. They had dressed quietly, not looking at each other and foregoing eating breakfast. Marnie had said her goodbyes to the pack, regret visible in every tight line of her body. It had taken all of his will power to not shift and howl his frustration, tearing the place apart. Jenkins’ hand on his shoulder had been firm, the man’s wolf whining at the unfolding scene.
“I know it sucks, boss, but it’s for the best to let her go.”
They were five minutes away from their destination now and the tension in the cab had reached unbearable levels. Marnie had resolutely stared out of the window during the long drive back to town, the occasional swipe of her hand to wipe away a silent tear the only movement.
His guts felt as though he’d been eaten alive, seeing her in such turmoil, but every time he reached across she just shook her head and shrunk away. “Please, Ion, no. Don’t make this more difficult for me.”
So he had forced himself to let her be, concentrating on driving instead, his mood getting darker with every mile that passed until he finally stopped the truck outside the police
“Marnie, you don’t have to do this, please.” He couldn’t look at her, as he ground out those words, his voice a strangled cough, but he sensed her approach. The butterfly kiss against his jaw had him tightening his strangle hold on the steering wheel to stop himself from crushing her to him. If he touched her now he wasn’t sure he could resist claiming her, daylight, witnesses and consequences be damned.
“Just go, little one.”
Marnie's decision to finance her law degree by pole dancing awakens her latent sexuality, and the mysterious stranger lurking in the shadows sends her libido into overdrive.
Realizing her sexy lurker is a vampire is bad enough, but her boss is the alpha wolf of a pack of shifters? Torn between her attraction to both men and surrounded by danger, she has a decision to make. One that will change her life forever.
Be Warned: multiple partners
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