Savage Awakening: A Blood Thirst Novel (Book 2) BDSM Erotica/ Paranormal Romance/ Romance Erotica

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Authors: Harnet Spade
unable to become a vampire because you cannot die, but taking the blood from the vampire king while both of you lay close to dying does have its consequences. It did do some permanent changes to you.” What had started off like a playful conversation ended in rage. He said it sounding angered for the second time. It must be because his attempts at riling me up weren’t working.
    I congratulated myself on my patience and perseverance for not drinking him dead as I so wished to do. It was a sure way of silencing him… that and his blood was delicious. More reason to stay the hell away from him.
    “You say it, as if I had a choice. You just said the key words, we were both dying . Anyways, I don’t have to explain myself to you.” I continued walking eager to find some prey other than him to satisfy my hunger because he did look very delectable and sounded very convincing at the moment. I needed to learn my lesson and stay away from the breeds I drew in. And he was right, I was starved.
    “Wait how is it you know this?” I stopped, turning to look at him.
    His eyes were serious, with an almost haunted look passing over his features. I zoned in on it and caught what briefly passed through his mind before he quickly recovered and masked it.
    I was hanging from a castle wall, with flayed strips of lace, begging for mercy that was denied me.
    “My God, you know… but not only do you know, you saw.” I whispered walking up towards him and slapping him with so much determination, wishing to beat those images from him. “You had no right to see, you don’t even know me.” His now yellow eyes flashed silver like the moon, and I stepped back seeing for the first time he truly did hide an animal within him, and it was ready to attack.
    “I warn you, be very careful with how you act with me. Us Lycanthropes are not known for our patience. We are foremost appetite driven beasts, more so than any other species, whichever craving we may be feeling at the particular moment governs us. Like I stated before, I’ve only satisfied one. And you have induced an appetite, I can’t satisfy anywhere else.”
    “You think to scare me? You had no right to see what was done to me by Eros!” I yelled bringing my face up to meet him, “You don’t even know how much I want to kill you right now! How much I’m holding back from feasting on your heart. By the time I’m through with you, you’ll wish you never set your sights on me!”
    “Do you speak from experience, Love? Because I can assure you I’m different from what you are used to, you My Queen have no idea how strong my beast is even against a hybrid such as you.” He spoke deceptively quiet while taking a step, closing all the distance between us. “Try feasting on me, and I will succeed on feasting on all of you tonight.”
    I challenged him, staring deep into his eyes. I was breathing his scent heavily into my lungs. He smelled of nightfall out in the woods on a raining night; spice, forest greens, musk, leather, and wood. He was invading my senses, overwhelming them on all levels.
    I focused on his beating vein wanting to open my lips over his skin and feel how his vein pulsed against my tongue while tasting his skin. I rapidly lifted my gaze and saw a satisfied smile lift his lips and ignite his gaze. He was so sure of himself, knew he affected me. His gaze lowered slowly over the expanse of my neck, he licked his lips and growled. My skin responded, prickling at the sounds he made.
    He was a dead man walking if Eros or Darius found us now as we were.
    He had the nerve to lower his gaze to my breasts watching them as they rose on each breath, pressing against the damp shirt. My hands went up to cover them from his view; although, I was wearing a black shirt, he made me feel like he was undressing me with his gaze.
    He slowly raised his eyes when he said, “Tell me something, I couldn’t understand… I still can’t wrap my head around. How is it you took all that pain

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