her jaw in a tight, unforgiving grip. His touch was unnaturally warm. âI donât doubt that,â he whispered, that red glow flickering to life once again. âBecause if you donât, Iâll make you regret being born.â
Before she could respond, he turned her around and slammed her face-first onto the altar. The blood from the vampâs heart spread over her face. She knew what was coming before it happened. Her nipples pebbled tightly as he shoved her skirt up. Seconds later, he was inside her, his thick length spreading her. Groaning, she arched her hips up as he thrust into her over and over. Bastard wouldnât let her come. He never did when he was pissed like this.
When she reached between her legs to stimulate herself, he stopped, buried deep inside her. âDonât.â The warning sent a wave of fear rolling through her.
Though she wanted to orgasm, she knew better than to defy him. By now she didnât bother fighting him. There was no point. If she stroked herself anyway, heâd let her come, but then heâd punish her afterward. Sheâdrather deal with no climax than with what heâd do to her later if she defied him.
He resumed thrusting and she gritted her teeth. As soon as he was through with her, sheâd have to find Larissa. Or suffer far worse consequences than this.
Chapter 9
A iden tugged on one of the sweaters heâd grabbed earlier as he took the stairs to the second floor two at a time. The cabin he and Larissa had just broken into was huge, with two fireplaces. Luckily the one in the master bedroom was gas operated so he could start it without worrying about alerting anyone to their presence.
Larissa was waiting downstairs in the kitchen while he made sure the place was secure. He hadnât even had to break any windows or pick a lock to get in the place. One of the upstairs bathroom windows had been unlocked. The window was narrow and high up, but heâd used his skills as a shifter to jump up to it. Of course it had been the very last window heâd checked.
At least they were someplace relatively safe. He didnât think anyone had followed them and after heâd texted Connor heâd turned off his phone and taken out the battery. Going completely dark for a few hours wasthe only option right now. Larissa was beyond exhausted and needed to feed. Once she did, he planned to make sure she got more sleep. It was the only way sheâd start regaining some of her strength. Since he couldnât take her back to the ranch yet, this place would have to do.
After checking the propane tank, he turned on the fireplace and turned it up high. He wanted to get this room as warm as possible, quickly. The cabin was located right near the top of one of the mountains at the Sugar Mountain ski lodge. If theyâd been here on vacation it would have been the perfect getaway spot. They could practically step out the front door and hit the slopes.
But they werenât on vacation and the woman heâd never stopped loving didnât remember him. He bit back a curse and tried not to dwell on that. It wouldnât do him any good.
As he pulled two thick electric blankets down from the closet, he paused at a slight shuffling sound.
âItâs just me,â Larissa whispered nearby.
He stepped out of the walk-in closet to find her hovering in the doorway, arms wrapped tightly around herself. Wearing a thick jacket over a sweater, snug jeans, and knee-high snow boots, she was still practically shivering.
Damn it, he needed to feed her and get her warm. âIâve got the fireplace going and Iâm going to plug in these blankets. This will warm you up, but youâve got to feed.â He tried to brace himself for how arousing it would be for him. In the past theyâd always beenintimate when she fed from him, but things were different now.
She nodded as she stepped into the room. âI know.â She took off
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