Authors: Harnet Spade
I yell from the agony of knowing she will be with him every night… it drives me insane. I need to find a witch. I will take her home, and I won’t come back until I find one. I can only think of one way of keeping her from him, and I do not have it in me to do it every night.
I start to undress, dreading what I must do. I enter the tub, lift her against me as she falls numbly over me. She’s going to be my undoing… she will be the end of me.
I have signed my own death the day I left the castle and went out in search for her. Because I know if the day comes that something should happen to her… I would not survive it.
I’m smoothing her hair, readying myself to rinse every part of her body. I take my time looking her over even though I know it’s forbidden. She would hate me if she knew I touched her like this because I've made her forget how much she yearns for me.
I know she hasn’t completely forgotten how much I once meant to her. I see it in the way she looks at me. I see longing in her eyes. I know I have to taste her again. Pretend she is mine, even if it is for a moment.
I lift her long luscious hair and bite into the tender skin on her shoulder… she shudders, moans her desire for me, and her nipples tighten. I know she recognizes it's me, even if she is dying. I drink her dry as I come between her inner thighs. She dies after she too has had a very long and powerful climax.
I want to treasure you baby, not kill you every night to keep you from him. “I will find another way, I promise you,” I tell her broken hearted because I know she cannot hear me.
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I let go of my hold on Darius’s neck. Readying myself to walk away and absorb the knowledge I’ve just taken from him. I’ve blamed him for Jeffery, blamed myself- hated the both of us… when it was Eros all along.
I realize I have to set the three of us free. I need to find a way to escape them both.
I’ve taken three steps away from him, when I feel him behind me and within seconds I realize we’re back in the alcove.
He’s pushed me inside blocking the exit again.
“I’m not letting you run.” He yells at me.
I don’t turn around to face him. “How many more times are you going to keep pushing me around?”
“As many times as you keep using sex, your blood… the heady combination of the two to get in my head.”
“Don’t like it do you? Well it’s a little trick I picked up from you.” I said- my voice sounding rough, patronizing him.
“Look at me, Eva… you didn’t need to see what he did to you. You know that I’m right.”
“So you rather let me believe you killed him out of jealousy and spite, you let me believe you capable of that?”
“Do you feel better now, knowing he’s dead because he tried to kill you, rape you? Damn it, face me!”
I turned as tears fell down my face, and asked him, “Do I look any better to you? Don’t you see everything’s my fault? And it will never end, until he has me. I now know how he’s leaving this place… how we’re leaving together.”
His fangs and talons elongated making him look capable of slicing my legs from me, just as long as I couldn’t run away from him. He was intent on killing me as many times as it took. “You’re such an unreasonable ass sometimes, how you think you can control everything!”
“You’re not leaving me! You’re not offering yourself to that parasite because of your fear. Irrationally thinking to protect me, again. Don’t you see, it’s what he wants you to think? He uses your fear as entrapment
?”
“Oh, believe me the last thing I will want to do is go, but make no mistake, go I will.”
He lunges for me, grabs my hair, and twines it against his hand- over and over again until he’s reached my neck and pulls. “Is it pain that you want Eva, is it a hard, savage fuck you’re begging me for, is it what you need now after all the torture, Angel?”
I bite his neck because he’s completely lost it. I’ve completely broken this man. He’s brutal, letting go to whatever rages inside of him, and this I do fear. I drink him to save myself as he moans and cries… and lets me.
He doesn’t fight me as I drink. Right before I can drink him to death, he pushes me away- finding myself sprawled against the dirt floor. Dazed looking to where we last stood together I search for him, but don’t find him. I don’t have the strength to sit up because his blood is warming me, driving me to orgasm. My hand travels underneath my jeans as I search for the spot he so meticulously touched. I find it, close my eyes, and touch myself like he did before.
I know he watches me. I feel the heat of his eyes on me and hear him stripping out of his pants right before he nears me.
“Fuck baby, you want me this bad,” he asserts hoarsely. He quickly pulls and rips my jeans cleanly off me. I scream unable to contain my desire for him.
“Yes baby, show me Eva! I love when you show me just how much you want me.”
I want him so bad, his voice telling me just how good I smell, taste… just as he devours my breasts- going from one to the other. He’s breathing me in and sucking me so good while his hand covers mine, replaces it, bring me to swift orgasm. He quickly picks me up by my hips and turns me. I’m crouching on the ground feeling my orgasm move through me. Lowering my upper body and li
f
ting, pushing my butt in the air as I feel him throbbing at my entrance… “Please,” I beg him, “please don’t deny us,” I groan.
He opens me to him, pushing my cheeks apart… “You’re so fucking beautiful in your need for me, Eva.” He exhales right before I feel him licking me, entering me with his tongue. I pulse as I try to crawl away, but his claws dig into me, and I can’t move. He’s licking me fiercely, starved… and I can’t help but scream against my forearm, biting myself. My whole body shivers as I start to move against his mouth wanting him deeper. He nuzzles against me, groaning loudly as it vibrates through me. I scream over and over into my arm, reaching my climax. Needing to climax with him, I quickly turn as his claws retract and he stretches elongating his body. His lips are flushed covered with my fluid, and I think I’ve never seen a sexier sight.
“Lean back on your hands,” I hoarsely demand.
He does as I say, and I lower my lips on his shaft. I run my tongue smoothly down his length as he grips my hair, groaning feverishly. I continue to run it all over his length then right back up his head licking at the drops, savoring when he throws his head back and says, “Eva… please don’t ever leave me baby.”
I look up at him knowing what Eros has done, and I know I don’t have much time with him. It shatters me to hear him beg. I know he’s using this out of a last resort because I know I’ll be the first and last person to ever hear this man beg. “Shh… baby,” I say easing his pain, “I’ll come back to you, I promise… I always do.”
A preview from Savage Awakening (Book 2) in the Blood Thirst Series.
Introduction: Breaking Free From Fear
I’ve
run away from this moment so many times, yet now watching Darius surrender to me… in this moment there is nothing I want more than to be his. He’s told me not to leave him… but very soon there will be no stopping me. Not my love for him, or even the enchantment he has placed on this cave to keep me trapped here.
He’s lied about everything, and all I can think is- I don’t care… I just want to give myself to him. He’s magnificent, and he wants me. I’m not sure what he is because like everything else, he’s kept it from me.
None of it matters. Nothing does but the two of us.
He encircles my waist within his arm and reaches out for me, burying his other hand in my hair, “Come to me baby, give me all the reason I’ll ever need in this fucked up world,” fangs extending about to pierce my neck when it happens.
I feel the heavy weight of the cold metal sink against my neck as his lips are about to claim me when the collar and beast appear within the alcove.
My heart stutters, I temporary lose my mind, and my attention quickly shifts to find Eros.
He doesn’t have Eros’s appearance, looking more beast than anything else. His silver eyes find me first, see me naked from my waist down, and focus on the blood stains running from the two puncture wounds on my neck. I see severe pain reflect in his eyes… I don’t hide myself from him because I can’t try to pretend the love I feel for Darius is not real.
“No… I’m not going… I love him.” I hold on to Darius with everything I have, unashamed for admitting so much. I hope, knowing in my soul it is in vain, this is reason enough for him to leave us.
I now find Darius’s body is all over mine, his skin blankets… engulfing mine. I’m on the ground completely immobile and covered. There is no place I can possibly go with all his massive weight on me and his rigid forearm held tight against my throat… keeping me down, growling his warning for me not to move.
His face is turned from me… with all his fury directed at Eros.
My arms rise from underneath him, and I try tearing off the collar responsible for keeping Eros here because I don’t want him seeing me like this, the moment is reserved for Darius and I alone- Eros has no right being here. I feel the biting chill of the metal collar digging into my skin, while I’m trying to tear it off, making me bleed as I watch Eros watching me in my desperation.
I’m surprised to see no hate in his eyes. I don’t understand how Darius says this beast could be Eros… because the Eros I know and fear would have tried to kill us both by now.
He must read the surprise in my eyes because he explains, “You are young in your infinite years and a newly turned breed. You… love the blood and would lust after anyone strong enough to give it without end. It is the power within the blood you love, Emma.” Eros says pointing at Darius with the promise of death in his eyes.
“He uses your greatest weakness, your hunger, to trap you.” Eros hisses.
My hands let go of the collar.
Darius straightens his body, kneeling over me first, but quickly taking a fighting stance a couple of feet closer to Eros. He challenges him… waiting for Eros to make the first move.
I stand, not sure if I should be fighting by Darius’s side, or seeking to find my way out.
“Eva, go now! He wishes to confuse you… to turn your love for me into hate. He knows this is his only chance to win your love.” Darius hisses over his shoulder stepping back, pushing his body against mine to keep me as far away from Eros as possible.
“I never knew you to be a coward, Darius. Tell her why you have kept her hidden.” He looks to me behind Darius, “He is too aware of your thirst for me, has kept controlling you by leaving you no choice for whose blood you truly desire… Mine!”
I think this happens too often-
this is
Eros behavior, always finding Darius and I when we are weak with desire for each other. Suddenly, I’m against the rock wall, and Darius is before me covering me with his naked body while facing Eros –then he lunges for him. Eros is unprepared for the onslaught, momentarily taken down.
They wrestle on the ground while I beg them to stop. I can’t look at either one of them because there is so much blood and it’s causing a fevered hunger within me,
I have to get them to stop… I can’t control the pangs of hunger for long.
Darius looks to me with doubt filled eyes, claws Eros’s chest making me feel unbearable pain, “No, please don’t,” I scream panicked as he separates himself from Eros and draws closer to me.
“It’s okay stay with me, look at me, and think of our love… don’t let the hunger control you.” We are staring at one another, the pain momentarily stuns me making me forget about my hunger long enough for him to reach me. I’m staring at their mixed blood on his skin… and think,
just a taste- what would it feel… to have them both in my mouth.
Darius is furious, and Eros smiles, “She can’t help what she is.”
I try to tune out their scents and hamper down my rising panic from the fear of losing control. I nod letting him know I’m better although I’m barely hanging on.
Eros is watching, studying us… he is so focused on getting to me, all he cares about is what he knows we’ve been doing in this cave, what he’s stopped us from doing. I see it in the intensity of his stare. He knows Darius hasn’t taken me yet, and he wishes to stop it from ever happening.
His eyes search mine, scrutinizing everything about me, my reactions- what he’s interrupted. I’m immobile, like he has some power over me, while he examines my mind and sees everything that’s happened since he left me lying on the ground with barely a breath left in my body. He takes comfort in the knowledge that I’ve tried to escape Darius going to extreme lengths, even killing him, but he can’t believe I have broken my promises to him.
I see the pain evident in his features, and I realize this time he’s different. There’s a selfless kind of love… it confuses me, shocks me still- holding in my breath, turning my world… me inside out. He is a completely different person. I don’t want either of their pain. And more importantly, I will never move beyond the pain he’s caused me to feel.
“Please stop! Please don’t.” I scream.
My mind reacts involuntarily and reaches to Eros because deep within I know there is no reasoning with Darius when Eros is so close.
I could have loved you, been happy loving you if you’d somehow been like this, but you hurt me from the very beginning- too deeply.
He catches it before I can suppress the thought. His eyes flash with longing and purpose, so I quickly add, “You’d be wise to let us go, it’s too late- I love him.”
He shakes his head disapprovingly, and returns his hate filled stare to Darius who is an impenetrable wall in front of me.
I find myself in Eros’s mind again, and feel how he’s waited for the spell to work… waiting for us to be reunited. He wants to take me from here, but not by force. He felt this time everything would be different… believed in the promises I whispered to him while we were surrounded by night, under the stars, wanting each other.
He felt I would now crave him… and no amount of seduction from Darius would change the undeniable hunger I’d felt for him in the few moments we collided.
A momentary lapse of judgment, we collided, but I’ve moved on, so should you. I will always love him.