Page 208 of Cruelly Bitten
Technically, it was. But it wasn’t one I wanted to entertain.
Izzy,Cam breathed.This isn’t like last time. My mind is open to yours. You can see why I’ve arrived at this decision. And I’m not leaving you behind; I’m coming to you instead. It’s a different situation.
It’s still an unknown.
I agree. That’s why I want this meeting—to determine my brother’s role in this. Perhaps Lilith fucked over his mind as badly as mine. Or maybe he’s been lucid all along. I won’t know until I see him for myself.
My nails bit into my palms, my frustration mounting. Mainly because he was right. We had no other choice.
And this was different from last time.
Verydifferent.
Come on, lioness. Play his game,Cam whispered to me.Just remember your position in this match, my queen. It’s the most powerful one of all. And together, we’ll make them all bow.
His words helped thaw some of my frigid thoughts, his confidence melting the ice coating my spine and allowing me to straighten once more.
Cam was right—we had to play the game.
Vampires were all about strategic moves and political negotiations. They didn’t react impulsively. And they loved operating in riddles.
Cane had clearly plotted his most recent initiative—kidnapping me—carefully. He wouldn’t spoil that by killing me outright.
He wanted Cam for something.
I wasn’t sure what.
But we would be finding out soon.
By indulging Cane in this dangerous match.
I boldly met his stare and reiterated what Cam had said.
His lips curled. “I accept that term.” With that, he groaned, his eyes falling closed as his grasp tightened in the woman’s hair, causing her to writhe in pain.
Or perhaps she was convulsing due to a lack of air.
I couldn’t tell, and Cane clearly didn’t care. He merely growled, his ecstasy reverberating throughout the jet as the woman lost consciousness between his legs.
There was no consideration given to her dying state.
No glance.
Not even a wince.
Just the jerking of his hips as he emptied himself inside her slackened mouth, literally drowning her in his seed.
Michael chuckled as he watched, his amusement seeming to be a result of my expression more than the act itself. Probably because I couldn’t hide my disgust. “That’ll be you soon, little whore,” Michael informed me.
I inhaled slowly, a vision of me staking him replacing the one his words threatened to evoke.
“You can’t touch her yet,” Cane murmured, his eyes still closed. “But I’ll let you have her in front of Cam later if that’s your wish.”
“I just want to kill her,” Michael returned.
“Hmm,” Cane hummed, the sound reminding me of Cam.
Tell my brother I’ll see him soon,Cam whispered, distracting me momentarily.
