Page 30 of The Vampire's Hunter

“Is that what it’ll take to convince you to save yourself from all the ways I am unable to protect you?”

Her eyes shot toward him then.

She’d never once considered that the danger she placed herself in might affect him to, might…concern him.

“Youdowant that, don’t you, Dani? And that thrills you.” He eased closer, gripping her flush against him, so that she could feel the hardened length of his cock against her. “Is that what you want, Dani? To fuck a monster?”

“You’re not a monster, Corbin.” She shook her head a little. “No matter what Lucien has done to you.”

He laughed then, dark and wicked. “Foolish, foolish, girl.”

Before Dani even knew what he was doing, he was holding her by her throat once more, making it difficult to breathe.

“I am a monster,” Corbin whispered, the heat of his breath tracing over her chin, “the kind which preys upon innocents like you.” His tongue ran over his teeth then, his fangs lengthening. “A shame you weren’t smart enough to see it.”

His grip on her loosened, and Dani stumbled back slightly, her base instincts getting the better of her.

Corbin chuckled, fangs flashing. “Don’t bother to run, Dani. It’ll only make things worse if you do.” His dark stare pierced through her. “Because if you run, Iwillchase you, and Iwillfind you, and then I shan’t be held accountable for what happens next.”

Dani shuddered, before instantly going still.

“Are you scared now?” he whispered, crimson eyes staring at her.

She reallywasa fool, but she supposed she always had been. For him, at least.

She shook her head a little. “No.”

“Pity.” Corbin stepped toward her, stroking one slow languid hand over her the exposed skin at her collar. “You’ve no idea what I’m about to do.”

Dani bristled. She wasn’t some virgin to this, untried and new. “I’ve been bitten before.”

“Oh, darling.” He chuckled. “Not like this.”

Corbin moved so fast she didn’t even see him throw back his head, his strike on her neck swift and fierce, filled with all the venom of a poisonous snake.

But it wasn’t poison she felt course through her.

It was desire. Pure, and raw, and lustful.

More intense than any bodily experience she’d ever known.

She was coming in an instant, finding release, and still begging for more.

More.

More. More. More.

Pleasure the likes of which she’d never known coursed through her. She was hot, wanton with need. It was enough she nearly lost herself to it, enough she would have been happy to stay right there, locked in his arms for eternity, for the rest of forever, even as she felt herself grow weak, even as she felt herself grow cold.

Dani teetered on the edge of consciousness, ready and willing to slip into the dark, until suddenly Corbin pulled back, releasing her, slamming her back into reality.

Dani blinked, coming to senses, for once truly frightened.

Because unlike when Cillian and Lucien had hurt her, she hadn’t been drugged, hadn’t been filled with fear. She’d seen the Angel of Death and welcomed him with open arms.

And she couldn’t find two fucks to give.

“La petite mort,” Corbin whispered against her ear, whilst still lapping her blood from his lips. “It’s French, and modern scholars will tell you it means this,” Corbin’s hand dove beneath his shirt which she wore, roughly parting her legs and finding her clit, instantly causing her to come once more. She shuddered against him, ecstasy barreling through her.

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