THIS TIME (The Grace Allen Series Book Three Paranormal Romance) by Alisha Basso Page A
Authors: Alisha Basso
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leaned against the
small closet. “You cannot pull me into your disgusting pit of guilt and shame.”
I held out my hands. “A real man learns to fight through such useless feelings.
They prove no good. You would do well to do the same.” I ground my teeth at my
unintentional offer of advice. The Madea blood coursing through my veins seemed
to have a price. My conscience was a thing I had never missed, yet it sprang
free when I least required it.
“Nice of
you to care, bloodsucker.”
“Oh, you
have no idea.” My mouth watered as I watched the pulse beat wildly at
his throat. Pulling his scent in through my nose, I took a step.
Screams
rang out and the horrid sound of retching stopped me cold. I spun, my gut
twisting as the realization hit. She was truly being emptied body and soul.
“We need
the priest!” Gavyn screamed, causing the priest and Lucian to spring to the
door. Knocking me to the side, they scrambled into the small room, slamming the
door shut behind them.
I moved
close to the door. My hand shook as I opened it slowly.
“Fuck!” I
felt my body grow heavy with fear at the sight before me. She was jerking
violently, spewing the demon blood from her mouth as if jet propelled. Her
limbs were twisted and bent in odd ways.
Gavyn was
covered, his glowing skin was brighter than ever as he fought the effects of
the demon blood. Screaming and shouting, the room was utter pandemonium. I
moved to stand against the wall as my hand slid into a thick patch of gooey
blood. It immediately heated my skin. I stared at the crimson and black sludge
as my gums tingled, my heart slowed to a crawl. I brought the blood up to my
lips and then stopped.
Breathing
heavily, I shuddered and spun, running from the room and slamming the door.
“Where the
bloody hell is that whore of a demon?” I shouted to no one. I ran to the only
other lavatory and found her. Tied to a bolt in the wall, she was chanting
quietly.
I felt my
body go rigid. I looked at the blood on my hand and then at the beautiful
horror in front of me. She was helpless. I smiled as hunger filled me. My cock
filled, stretching the limits of my jeans, I dropped to my knees in front of
her. Her neck was smooth and pale, her thighs slightly spread. I smiled, her
dress rode up just enough to make things easier. I moved closer as thoughts
seeped into my mind. I could fuck her and drain her dry. Who the hell would
know or care?
Her
chanting stopped. I met her eyes as she watched me.
“I see
what you want, vampire ,” she smiled. “Take it. I won’t tell.”
She moved
as close as her bonds would allow, offering me her pale flesh.
“I do not
think you truly understand what I mean to take from you, demon .” I
smiled feeling my sharp fangs press into my bottom lip as my cock throbbed with
need. “You will not walk away from this.”
She closed
her eyes. “Oh, yes,” she exhaled in a whisper.
She opened
her eyes, they beckoned to me and I smiled, hungry and hard. She would take all
of me until I no longer felt anything at all, and then I would take all of her,
leaving her a hollow shell. She was a demon and deserved nothing better.
I reached
out to pull her close.
My
blood-covered hand shone in the light.
I jerked
with awareness.
My mind
filled with a sudden release of panic and revulsion at my thoughts, and almost
actions. Shame flooded me and I scrambled to my feet. In a rush, I moved to
scrub the tainted blood from my skin.
What I
almost did hit me hard in the chest.
I
staggered back against the door.
I turned
and fumbled with the latch, desperate to leave the small room. I threw the door
open to the sound of Helen’s laughter, slamming it closed behind me. I
staggered to a small swiveling chair and sat down hard, my head in my hands.
Fuck!
I lifted
my head. I could have undone everything. I was only an inch away from raping
and murdering a woman, and all I had was a few smears of tainted blood on my
hand. I got up and walked toward the
small closet. “You cannot pull me into your disgusting pit of guilt and shame.”
I held out my hands. “A real man learns to fight through such useless feelings.
They prove no good. You would do well to do the same.” I ground my teeth at my
unintentional offer of advice. The Madea blood coursing through my veins seemed
to have a price. My conscience was a thing I had never missed, yet it sprang
free when I least required it.
“Nice of
you to care, bloodsucker.”
“Oh, you
have no idea.” My mouth watered as I watched the pulse beat wildly at
his throat. Pulling his scent in through my nose, I took a step.
Screams
rang out and the horrid sound of retching stopped me cold. I spun, my gut
twisting as the realization hit. She was truly being emptied body and soul.
“We need
the priest!” Gavyn screamed, causing the priest and Lucian to spring to the
door. Knocking me to the side, they scrambled into the small room, slamming the
door shut behind them.
I moved
close to the door. My hand shook as I opened it slowly.
“Fuck!” I
felt my body grow heavy with fear at the sight before me. She was jerking
violently, spewing the demon blood from her mouth as if jet propelled. Her
limbs were twisted and bent in odd ways.
Gavyn was
covered, his glowing skin was brighter than ever as he fought the effects of
the demon blood. Screaming and shouting, the room was utter pandemonium. I
moved to stand against the wall as my hand slid into a thick patch of gooey
blood. It immediately heated my skin. I stared at the crimson and black sludge
as my gums tingled, my heart slowed to a crawl. I brought the blood up to my
lips and then stopped.
Breathing
heavily, I shuddered and spun, running from the room and slamming the door.
“Where the
bloody hell is that whore of a demon?” I shouted to no one. I ran to the only
other lavatory and found her. Tied to a bolt in the wall, she was chanting
quietly.
I felt my
body go rigid. I looked at the blood on my hand and then at the beautiful
horror in front of me. She was helpless. I smiled as hunger filled me. My cock
filled, stretching the limits of my jeans, I dropped to my knees in front of
her. Her neck was smooth and pale, her thighs slightly spread. I smiled, her
dress rode up just enough to make things easier. I moved closer as thoughts
seeped into my mind. I could fuck her and drain her dry. Who the hell would
know or care?
Her
chanting stopped. I met her eyes as she watched me.
“I see
what you want, vampire ,” she smiled. “Take it. I won’t tell.”
She moved
as close as her bonds would allow, offering me her pale flesh.
“I do not
think you truly understand what I mean to take from you, demon .” I
smiled feeling my sharp fangs press into my bottom lip as my cock throbbed with
need. “You will not walk away from this.”
She closed
her eyes. “Oh, yes,” she exhaled in a whisper.
She opened
her eyes, they beckoned to me and I smiled, hungry and hard. She would take all
of me until I no longer felt anything at all, and then I would take all of her,
leaving her a hollow shell. She was a demon and deserved nothing better.
I reached
out to pull her close.
My
blood-covered hand shone in the light.
I jerked
with awareness.
My mind
filled with a sudden release of panic and revulsion at my thoughts, and almost
actions. Shame flooded me and I scrambled to my feet. In a rush, I moved to
scrub the tainted blood from my skin.
What I
almost did hit me hard in the chest.
I
staggered back against the door.
I turned
and fumbled with the latch, desperate to leave the small room. I threw the door
open to the sound of Helen’s laughter, slamming it closed behind me. I
staggered to a small swiveling chair and sat down hard, my head in my hands.
Fuck!
I lifted
my head. I could have undone everything. I was only an inch away from raping
and murdering a woman, and all I had was a few smears of tainted blood on my
hand. I got up and walked toward the
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