Blood Magic (After Dark Book 7) by Sarah Bailey (ereader for android txt) 📗

but really, the whole situation disgusted him. The illusion had to be real if Gavin was ever going to come out of this unscathed.

You can’t just kidnap Arthur Travsmead’s wife without consequences.

She continued to shout profanities until she screamed, coming apart in front of him. The sight of it almost made him break the chair in annoyance. He stood and walked out of the room without a backwards glance, returning to Gavin and Neave.

“That was quite a show,” Neave said, winking at him.

“Shut the fuck up.” He turned to Gavin. “I hope you got what you needed. Do not fucking ask me to do that again.”

“Thank you,” Gavin said.

“Can I go now?”

His brother nodded.

“Don’t forget, you owe me. I’ll collect on that debt. Mark my words.”

He folded himself back into the shadows. When he was back in his flat, he tore off his clothes, turned the shower on to scalding hot and let the water run down him. It stung, but he didn’t care. The whole ordeal made him feel dirty and wrong.

What would Dani think if she knew I’d just made some older woman think I fucked her only with my mind?

He almost hit the tiled wall. Dani wouldn’t care. She had accepted him, faults and all. What he wanted and needed right now was her. Stepping out of the shower, he dried and dressed. Dawn was still a fair few hours away. Melting into the shadows, he stood on Dani’s balcony five minutes later.

The room was dark. He tried the handle of the door and found it turned easily.

Silly girl, leaving the door open. I’ll have to tell her to lock it in future.

He could see her huddled under the covers and hear her slow, steady breathing. It didn’t matter. He needed to be near her. Closing the door, he slipped out of most of his clothes and pulled back the covers, crawling in the bed next to her.

Dani’s hair was splayed out across her pillow. Her eyes closed and her brow furrowed. She let out a little moan of distress. He curled around her back, tugging her into him and shushing her.

“It’s okay, I’m here,” he whispered.

She whimpered, her body going rigid.

This is what she meant by nightmares. How long has she suffered like this?

He wanted to know what plagued her mind.

Dani cried out, her eyes flying open. She stared at him, blinking rapidly. Neither of them said anything. She twisted in his grasp and buried her face in his chest, holding him to her. A small sob escaped her mouth and he felt dampness on his chest. He pulled her closer, kissing the top of her head.

When she stopped shaking, she stared up at him. He brushed away the stray tears from her cheeks before leaning down and capturing her mouth. Her hand curled around the back of his neck. It was soft, gentle almost. His hand disappeared under her sleep shirt, running up her side and capturing a breast.

I want her. I need her. I have to have her.

She arched against him. A soft moan vibrated against his lips. She let go of his neck, running her hand down his side until she reached his boxers. Fingers stroked his rapidly hardening cock. It was clear she needed him too.

He pressed her onto her back, removing her clothes with deft hands until she was naked beneath him. He had zero desire to be rough with her. Running his fingers down her stomach, he met her softness. She was already wet for him.

Will she ever not want me? Her body responds so quickly. What is this between us?

Sliding out of his boxers, he pressed inside her, grunting at her tightness.

“Jamie,” she moaned.

His name on her lips had him in knots. Her hands curled around his back. He captured her mouth, setting a slow, unhurried pace.

Mine. Dani is mine. I will fucking lose it if anyone touches her like this.

For the very first time in his existence as a vampire, he didn’t fuck. He worshiped. Burying his face in her neck, he kissed her skin.

“Mine,” he breathed.

“What?”

Claiming wasn’t his style, but all he wanted was to stake one on Dani.

“You are mine.”

The words curled around his heart like a vice.

I claim you, Dani. If another vampire touches you, I won’t be responsible for my actions.

“What do you mean?” she whispered.

He didn’t want to talk. Putting a hand over her mouth, he increased his pace. Dani’s eyes were wide with confusion and lust. He shook his head. She’d work it out sooner or later.

She kissed his palm and he released her mouth. Her hands curled around his neck and their lips met. The soft way she kissed him spoke volumes. They felt something for each other neither of them were ever meant to feel.

Feelings are getting us in trouble. I told her this is wrong and yet I can’t stay away. She’s mine. Fucking mine.

“Yours.”

The whisper of her words against his lips echoed around his skull. In that moment, he knew he’d lost the battle inside himself. He sunk into her harder until they were both panting, bodies trembling with a mutual release which seemed to go on forever.

When Dani curled up against his chest and fell asleep again, he kissed her forehead.

“We’re screwed,” he whispered. “Well and truly screwed.”

Chapter Twelve

Dani shifted restlessly next to Novus. They’d both been summoned back to their father’s estate. Tensions within the community had escalated, cancelling his plans to return to London. King Mitah had decided to allow their kind to air their grievances.

“The rightful ruler is Gwilliana’s daughter. The line of succession cannot be broken,” said Prince Questor Creekside.

He was