Page 14 of Forever Touched

The other female offered her throat to me. Out of desperation, I dragged her close and sank my fangs into her neck, pulling deeply. Her sweet blood filled my mouth, and I almost gagged. Star’s didn’t taste anything like this. Star’s blood was rich, exploding with exotic flavors I’d never tasted before. Flavors I was suddenly craving.

My anger grew. To distract myself, I drank fiercely, swallowing mouthful after mouthful. All the while, the redhead continued to pleasure me. Closing my eyes, an unwanted image ofherflitted through my mind. The thought of her sucking my cock immediately filled me with euphoria. My cock hardened and the redhead moaned, renewing her efforts. Holding onto that twisted image, I sought out my release, hating myself the entire time.

This was torture. Mindblowing, earthshattering torture. The longer I thought about Star in my bed instead of these two women, the more alive I felt. I hated it. Hated and craved it.

Giving into the moment of pure insanity, I rode the high that her imagined presence brought. Just like that, I was on the edge of release. Picturing that secretive little smirk of hers, a smirk meant only for me, my orgasm barrelled through me. With a groan, I swallowed another mouthful of blood and pulled out my fangs, falling back on the bed in pure bliss.

Seconds later, the bliss vanished as the redhead straddled my hips and tried to impale herself on my cock.

“Not tonight,” I told her, ignoring her disappointed expression as I lifted her off me and stood from the bed. “I’m taking a shower. Return to your rooms, ladies. I won’t need your services for the rest of the night.”

Or ever, my mind whispered.

Scowling, I headed for my bathroom, in desperate need of removing this night from my body. I doubted nothing short of stripping the skin from my flesh could eraseher,though.

Even then, I was pretty sure the silver-haired witch had somehow managed to imprint herself on me.

Deep enough that no amount of scrubbing would cleanse her from my system.

4

ADALYN

The door banged open, and I jumped, dropping my sandwich.

As Heath stormed in, followed by Mistress, my stomach immediately soured. Before I could get up from the table, Mistress was in my face, shouting, “What did you do, you stupid girl?”

“I—”

My head violently flew back as she backhanded me across the face.

“Careful,” I heard Heath caution, the word muffled as I nearly lost consciousness. “She’ll be useless to us with a broken neck.”

“She alreadyisuseless,” Mistress hissed, roughly grabbing my chin to force my eyes back to hers. “Were you even able to get his name before he left?”

Blood dribbled down my cheek from where she’d struck me. One of her rings must have broken the skin. Despite the painful throbbing in my cheekbone, I struggled to focus, knowing how precarious my position was right now.

I’d epically failed to secure the new client, something that had never happened to me before. Once they tasted my blood, they were like putty in my hands. None of them hadeverpulled away in disgust. My blood was like crack to vampires.

Howhehad managed to resist the pull, I had no idea. I’d done everything right. Seduced him, lured him in, made his darkest desires come true. I knew he’d enjoyed my touch and seeing me naked. Knewhe’d wanted to consume me.

So how had everything gone so horribly wrong?

Half an hour later, I could still hear his condemning words.

Blood whore.

True, that’s what I was. But he’d said the words with such contempt and disgust, like I was the most vile creature he’d ever met.

Clearing my suddenly tight throat, I replied to Mistress, “I’m sorry, but he didn’t swallow my blood. I wasn’t able to form a connection.”

She bared her teeth at me in displeasure. “Heath told me the client spit it out. Why would he do such a thing?”

“I-I don’t . . . He didn’t realize I was a witch. I don’t think he likes witches.”

Mistress barked a humorless laugh. “It shouldn’t matter if he hates witches. Most vampires do. They come to you because it’s taboo andexciting. A witch freely offering her body and blood to vampires is unheard of. They can’t resist having a taste of the forbidden.”

“I know, but—”

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