Page 37 of Forsworn By The Vampire
The hairs on the back of my neck lifted as she murmured something against my skin and magic swirled around us, and then I felt the sharp edges of her teeth. "Yes, baby. Do it." There was pressure, and then I felt the resistance give as she bit through the skin with a little help from the spell she'd cast. Her sweet lips latched onto me, and she began to suck.
Holy fucking shit.
Her moans were lost somewhere beneath my own shout as I came harder than I ever had in my life, my hips slamming my cock into her over and over, filling her with my come as my blood filled her mouth. I was still jerking inside of her when I lifted her wrist to my mouth and bared my fangs. Her arm jerked as I bit her, not as gently as I could have, and then she was convulsing beneath me, her body squeezing my semi-hard cock as she came all over me.
MINE.
The word reverberated through my head, hell, through my entire being. I was a fool to think I could've denied it. I'd been drawn to Leeloo since the first time I'd ever seen her. Only my own stubbornness had kept me away this long.
A long time later, we lay wrapped around each other, our hearts beating in time with each other, both of us still revved up on blood and sex. Brushing her hair from her face, I dropped kisses on her forehead, her nose, her luscious lips. Angel smiled, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine, and my own smile faltered.
She stared up at me, all of the emotions she was feeling flowing through me along with her blood. And that was when I felt it.
The triumph.
It was subtle. She was trying to hide it, to bury it beneath the affection and satisfaction and lust, but it was there. Without warning, I dipped into her mind. It was a lot easier now with the blood bond.
"Son of a bitch." I flashed my fangs at her with a hiss of warning, then pushed myself off the bed and grabbed my jeans. I just heard everything I needed to hear.
I'd moved so fast it took her a second to find me in the room, and when she did, she sat up in alarm. "What's wrong? What's happened?"
"Get out," I told her.
"What? Jamal..."
"You think this is a fucking game, Leeloo? Huh?"
Confusion and panic were written all over her face, but she got up and started to get dressed. "Jamal, what are you fucking talking about?"
"What am I fucking talking about?" I was so angry I didn't know how I didn't have my hands around her throat again. "Was this your plan all along? Did you know somehow?"
She stopped moving with her shirt on and jeans unzipped and threw her hands in the air. "I don't know what you're fucking talking about!"
"Did. You. KNOW?" I shouted. "About us? Did you know about us?"
"What? No! How the hell would I have known?"
I didn't believe her. Dismissing her with a wave of my hand, I left the room.
"Jamal!" One boot on and one still in her hand, she followed me. "Jamal, please! Let me explain."
"Explain what?" I snarled. "That you had this planned all along?"
"No! I..." She ran a hand through her mussed hair, and when she looked up at me again, there were tears in her eyes. "Jamal..."
But I shook my head. "You're smart, Leeloo. I'll give you that much. You played me just right. Knew exactly how to get me to do what you wanted me to." I'd never felt such pain as I did right now. Such betrayal. Not from Killian. Not from anyone. My fucking bones ached with it. I couldn't even look at her.
"I just...it had to be your choice," she said quietly.
"But it wasn't," I told her as I stared at the floor. "It was never my choice." Walking over to the doors, I pulled it open. Leaving it that way, I walked past her and went back to my room, slamming the door behind me.
Her sobbing cry was a nice touch as she walked out.
Chapter 21
Angel
How could I have miscalculated that so awesomely?
