to a hundred in a split second as adrenaline kicks in. Raw magic flares in my core, spreading at the speed of light through my veins.
“Let go of me,” I say through clenched teeth.
“I think you need a demonstration of how things are going to work from now on.” He crushes his dry lips against mine, nauseating me on the spot.
But he only has a second to enjoy the stolen kiss before I blast him with a thousand volts of electricity. He flies back, hitting the opposite wall with a loud bang. Holy shit. I can’t believe I was able to summon that much juice at once without the assist of a crystal.
Calvin is on his ass, looking at me with a dazed expression. I don’t even think he knows where he is right now. But he only remains stunned for a few more seconds. When he recovers from the blast, his eyes flash murderous intentions. I don’t care. I’m not afraid of him.
I march to the front door, opening it wide. “Get out of here before I call security.”
He staggers back to his feet, not once breaking eye contact with me. His nostrils are flared like he’s some kind of rabid beast.
“You’ll regret this, Aurora. But don’t worry, we’ll have a lifetime together. I’ll teach you to be a good and obedient wife.”
“Get the fuck out!”
He walks slowly, enjoying my loss of control if the chilling smile on his lips is any indication. I bang the door shut when he leaves, but I can’t erase the feeling of doom his parting comment gave me. I hug myself, trying to stop the tremors that are rocking through my body. Damn it. I can’t believe he got me rattled like this.
He’ll punish me for denying him. Well, he can try. He clearly has no idea who he’s dealing with.
5
Saxon
I stretch my arm, thinking in my half-asleep state that I’m going to find Aurora next to me. But all I get is the feel of my cold satin sheets. I open my eyes, confirming that I’m alone in bed. She’s not in the bathroom either—I’d sense it if she were. She’s gone. Disappointment unfurls in the center of my chest, and not because I won’t get my evening-after sex. This is different, but hell if I know why. Most of the time, I’m relieved when a hookup leaves on her own.
With a groan I sit up. My entire body aches thanks to the out-of-this-world sex marathon from the night before. My morning wood becomes a rock-hard erection in the blink of an eye just by remembering the feel of Aurora’s pussy wrapped around my cock and the taste of her blood on my tongue. I still can’t believe she offered me her vein.
My gums ache as my fangs descend. I’m suddenly starving, thirsty for more from her. The powerful sensation leaves me lightheaded. My room begins to spin, and if I wasn’t sitting down, I might have fallen on my ass. What the fuck is going on?
Closing my eyes, I press the heel of my hand against my forehead, trying to stop the room from revolving. The feeling passes after a moment, but I’m still worried this shit happened in the first place. Maybe Aurora’s witch blood messed with me. I’ve never drunk from a magical being before. Or maybe she hexed me. But why would she do that? She can’t possibly be suffering from buyer’s remorse. I’m not being conceited when I say I rocked her world. Her many orgasms attest to that.
I get out of bed, feeling restless now. What I need is a good workout to forget about Aurora. As much as I would love a repeat, hunting season is over. I got what I wanted and that has to be enough. She’s the High Witch’s daughter, engaged to marry another guy. I have no business getting in the middle of it.
As soon as I reach the main area of the mansion that I’ve called home for a long time, one of the staff asks if I’m ready for my dinner. Unlike in most Blueblood households, there isn’t a single familiar working here. Gerard Norton is a human in his late fifties who we hired two decades ago. He’s a jack-of-all-trades and mega discreet.
“I’ve procured five young ladies who have not been sampled by any other vampire,” he continues.
Yesterday, I’d be more than ready to drink from all of them. Gerard knows my taste; I bet every single one