Page 79 of Saving Her Vampire
“Brutal, dude,” River winced.
I glare at him. “This is nothing compared to what my mate went through.”
River holds up his hands. “It was a compliment.”
“Please,” Sammy says weakly.
“Did my mate beg for her life?” I ask harshly.
He shakes his head. “God,” he whimpers.
I put the knife down and picked up my hammer. I swing it at his head, stopping an inch from his face. “Nothing you say will stop this.” I pull back, trying to decide what to hit first, when an alarm goes off within me. I freeze. Marie is about to wake. “Marie,” I whisper. I drop the hammer. I abandon Bishop and River, flying from the room.
In seconds, I’m bursting through my home. Ryker picks up Serenity, moving out of the way. I stand at the side of the bed as Marie opens her eyes. She blinks and then is crouched at the head of the bed, her eyes moving wildly around the room before locking onto me. Her head twitches and her pupils dilate.
“Wow,” Serenity whispers.
Marie growls menacingly at her. Wow is right. Her hair is lighter, and her blue eyes glow. “You should probably go,” I say to them.
The sound of my voice snaps Marie’s attention back to me. “Mine,” she hisses.
“Yeah, baby,” I assure her. Did I forget to mention vampires are very territorial? “I’m yours.”
“Bash is mine,” she repeats.
“Go,” I growl, looking back quickly. I don’t want to take my eyes off Marie for long.
“Let us know if you need help,” Ryker says softly.
Regardless, Marie holds her hands over her ears. She’s being bombarded with new sounds at a piercing volume. Ryker doesn’t linger.
“Bash,” Marie purrs.
“I’m here. What do you want first?” I smirk.
She tilts her head. She flies off the bed, colliding with me, shoving me against the window. She cups my neck as she latches to the other side, drinking deeply. I tangle my hand in her hair, holding her tightly. My eyes close in rapture. Feeding your mate is a privilege. She wraps her legs around me, rubbing against my steel cock.
She jerks back, my blood running down her chin, her new teeth shining. “More,” she demands.
“More what?”
“More everything,” she growls and runs her tongue over her lips, staring at me hungrily.
“Fuck, baby,” I grunt. “You can have anything you want.”
I eagerly wait for her next move.
Chapter Twenty-one
Marie
Bash. Blood. Sex. More. More of everything. My cravings flicker from one word to another. Everything is so clear now. I see everything. Hear everything. Bash’s beauty is intensified. His blood is flowing through my body, but it’s not enough. I want more. I feel his hard cock pressing against me, and I want that too.
I went from feeling the most pain I have ever felt to feeling invincible. My skin feels as if it’s vibrating, shooting energy around me. Bash is waiting for me to decide what I want. His blood is delicious, and I can feel his need for me.
“I want you to fuck me,” I purr.
“There’s no holding back this time,” he warns.