He growled low and nipped her again. The second time didn’t come as a surprise—but her response did. Her entire body started to tingle, almost as if a limb had gone numb and she’d tried to move it, forcing blood to circulate. She’d never experienced the feeling on such a massive level.

“What are you doing to me?” She tried to free her arms. She wanted to touch him for some crazy reason.

He nuzzled her with his face and picked a spot lower on her throat, almost at her shoulder. He bit her again, that time a little stronger. His fangs didn’t hurt but she did close her eyes, totally focused on his mouth. Her nipples beaded tight and she shifted her legs, spreading them a bit to alleviate some of the heat that suddenly seemed to flood her lower body.

“Answer me! What are you doing…?”

He wedged one thigh between hers and tilted some of his weight. He moaned, nipping her again. Glenda closed her eyes and fisted her hands. An awareness began and she identified it quickly. She was turned on…and it was growing stronger.

“Why are you doing this? You don’t even like me.”

He paused exploring her skin with his mouth and teeth. “That’s the problem. I’m starting to.” He lifted his head away from her throat, panting. “I’m just…seeing if I can turn you on.”

Glen opened her eyes and was mesmerized by his. They were beautiful and surreal with how yellow they had become. It was a reminder that he wasn’t human but for some reason, it didn’t matter as much. She lowered her gaze, studying his face. He was so handsome, whatever he was. He moved his head and his gaze caught her attention again. She couldn’t look away.

“I’m attracted to you.”

“This can’t end well,” she blurted.

The brightness of his irises dulled a little. “I know.”

“Let me go.”

He glanced down at her mouth and she could almost guess his thoughts. He was considering kissing her. He had fangs. They were displayed when he ran his tongue across his lower lip. Part of her was tempted to lean up a little and meet him halfway.

“I can’t mate a human, but I can fuck one.”

Anger stirred inside her. It wasn’t reasonable but it upset her off all the same. “You think I’m not worthy of you. God, you’re such a jerk! Get off!”

He suddenly rolled away and released her. The bed shifted as he left it and stood, keeping his back to her. “Put on clothes.”

She sat up and grabbed at some of the bedding, hiding most of her body since the curtain wasn’t enough. Her hands trembled. “I will when you leave.”

He didn’t move. Long seconds ticked by until he finally spoke. “It’s just a trick because I’ve been given your blood and you’ve been given mine.”

“I pointed that out, remember?”

He slowly turned, and she couldn’t stop her mouth from dropping open when her gaze lowered to the towel wrapped around his waist. He was hard and fully aroused. There was no missing that when his cock was straining against the material. He was big all over.

“Glenda,” he rasped.

She forced her gaze up to meet his.

“Get dressed or I’ll take you.”

She sealed her lips and took a deep breath through her nose. She swallowed, avoiding glancing down his body a second time. “Are you going to make me do it in front of you? A little privacy would be nice.”

“Right.” He didn’t budge.

“That means you should walk out of the room and close the door.”

“I know.” He still didn’t move.

They studied each other and he finally turned, walking to the doorway. She took in his broad back, then the outline of his ass through the towel. He had an amazing body. He came to a halt at the door and clutched the frame on each side.

“Could you close the door?”

The wood creaked and she saw his fingers whitening. He had the frame in a death grip. A low growl sounded.

“Fuck it.” He spun, staring at her. His eyes were bright yellow again. “I want you. I know it can’t end well. I can’t mate a human but I need to find out what this is between us. I want you too badly.”

She yanked the covers up higher on her chest, almost to her throat. “No.”

He cocked his head and his nostrils flared. “You want me too.”

She conceded that, yes, he affected her. She was more than aware of the signs her body was suffering from sexual desire. “We’re a train wreck, Veso. Do you know what that means?”

“What?”

She paused, debating her words. “We’re not even the same species but I guess I could get pregnant if we have sex. That’s what that master creep said. I do not want that to happen, and you don’t want that either. You’d probably kill me.”

He scowled. “I wouldn’t do that.”

“I don’t know you well enough to be certain you wouldn’t. Just walk out and let me get dressed.”

He paused then gave a sharp nod and turned back around, snagging the door handle on his way. He slammed the door closed between them.

Glen sighed and eased her hold on the covers, slowly getting out of bed.

“Shit,” she muttered, walking toward the dresser. Talk about a close call.

Chapter Five

Veso paced the living room and clenched his fists. He was furious at the master Vampire who’d put him in this mess. He kept glancing at the closed bedroom door and fighting the urge to go after Glenda. He still wanted her. His dick felt rock hard and her scent drove him insane.

The phone wasn’t working so no help would be coming. He’d have to take her with him to keep her safe until he found a working phone or a vehicle to steal to take him back into his territory. He was half tempted to wait until dark and set a trap for the master. He’d like nothing better than to rip that son of a bitch to shreds.

He quickly discarded the thought. He had no idea of the numbers he’d face. It would leave Glenda vulnerable if there were too many and the nest could steal her away while he fought. He also wasn’t about to forget how they’d captured him the first time. The cowards used darts.

He calculated again where he estimated he was and felt more rage. They’d taken him almost eighty miles from home. He knew all the roads around his territory. The Vamps would have had to carry him for at least six miles to reach one of the old roads. They were in bad repair from years of neglect and it would have slowed them down. The sun would have risen before they reached the mine. It meant they must have kept him drugged, and had hidden out somewhere closer to his territory during the day, then the drugs began to wear off when they were taking him inside the mine.