Bewitch(48)

His hunger spiked, the twin urges swirling together and combining, turning him dangerous. He had only ever experienced such a need once in his lifetime, and he hadn’t been able to control himself then. He had come close to killing the woman he had once loved.
He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he hurt Elissa like that.
He cared too much about her.
He caught both of her cheeks in his palms and forced her to look up at him. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
His hands shook almost as much as his voice had. Her smile stole his heart and the way she lifted her hands and covered his, holding them against her face, had him quaking with need.
“You won’t. I want to do this, Payne.” She drew his right hand away from her face and kissed his palm, and then trailed her lips to his wrist. She followed the line of his fae markings, kissing them, stirring his hunger to new heights.
“But... I might not be able to hold off.”
She paused then and he felt her shaking, sensed her fear. His vampire side fed on it, hungry to taste more, to scare her until she visibly trembled. He tamped it down. Elissa was his mate.
Payne froze as the certainty of those words struck him. Where had his doubt gone? He looked down into her eyes and felt sure that he was right and that Elissa did belong to him now, and forever. She had worked her way into his heart and he had told her all of his dark secrets. He had confessed everything and let her see a side of him that he had hidden from everyone, even his last love. He had kept his distance from them all, had lived alone in this world surrounded by people, but he hadn’t been able to keep Elissa at arm’s length. He had only been able to draw her into his embrace and felt the need to hold her close to him and never let her go.
“I can do a spell,” she said and she sounded so sure that Payne could no longer deny his twin hungers.
He swooped on her mouth and kissed her, determined to possess all of her.
After this time, things would never be the same between them again.
After this time, Elissa would belong to him.
She would be his mate.            







 
    Dark and Deadly: Eight Bad Boys of Paranormal Romance by Jennifer Ashley, Alyssa Day, Felicity Heaton, Erin Kellison, Laurie London, Erin Quinn, Bonnie Vanak and Caris Roane
    
 


 
CHAPTER 13
Elissa knew something was off with Payne. Different. She could sense it within him, a hunger and need she hadn’t noticed before. He had acted possessively with that other male and had claimed she belonged to him. Did he truly believe that? She knew about vampires and that many claimed mates. She didn’t know how they did it, or how an incubus knew or claimed their mate either. Did Payne truly believe that she was his mate?
What if she was?
Did she want to bind herself to Payne?
He scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the bed. She thought he would toss her onto it but he gently laid her down, almost reverently, and leaned over to kiss her. She melted into the dark green covers, giving herself over to his kiss and the passion it stirred in her veins. His tongue stroked the seam of her lips and she opened for him, allowing him to enter her mouth and tangle his tongue with hers, flooding her with his taste. Hunger sparked within her, stronger than before, desire that threatened to control her actions. She tried to focus, knowing that if she didn’t cast her spell soon she would be too far gone, too hungry to have Payne inside her, his long cock filling her up, to care about the consequences.#p#分页标题#e#
Payne kissed along her jaw and she mourned the loss of his mouth on hers, ached for him to return. He reached her throat and moved over her, positioning one knee between her thighs, his hands pressing into the mattress on either side of her ribs.
“My spell will probably stop you from coming until I lift it... you’re sure you’re okay with that?” It wasn’t the most romantic or erotic conversation to have while a gorgeous man was sucking on her pulse point and driving her wild with need, but it was necessary, and she had always been focused on doing things that were necessary. Verity had joked that she would never live life because she spent too much time following orders and refusing to take risks.
Her sister would be proud of her.
Here she was, on the verge of allowing a demon inside her without any form of protection other than a spell.
It was hard to concentrate with Payne licking and nipping at her throat, sending shivers coursing over her arms and down her spine.
He growled against her skin and she tried again.
“You’re okay with this?”
He pulled back this time, the colours in his eyes already brightening, his pupils wide with desire.