Page 14 of Outcast Island

Will hekillme?

I have the feeling that he doesn’t intend to harm me, but there’s so much power coiled inside of him that he might not be able to prevent doing damage to a frail Omega whose only power resides in the burden of others’ feelings.

He growls against my throat and I whimper. The sound doesn’t particularly hurt like the other growls had. This one demands that my body prepare itself for him, despite the fact that I haven’t agreed to anything yet.

Terror winds through me as I realize he can make me agree if he wants to.

The new sound rumbling through his chest sends warmth shooting between my legs, and I automatically open them for him.

There’s nothing to impede his view. The sight of my wetness spoiling his bedsheets and sticking to my thighs proves the kind of power he has over my body.

Because I’m a Vampire Omega—and he has decided toownme.

He already completed some sort of magic-bond, whatever that meant. If this vampire valued consent, I should have had a say in that.

I don’t even know when it happened.

But my body betrays me and opens everything to him. My vulnerability displays itself like a lamb brought to slaughter as I twist my neck to give him access to sink his fangs into my flesh.

He snarls, making me shiver as my core twists and fresh wetness gushes out of me in response.

I squeeze my eyes shut, readying myself for the impact that is surely to come.

Only, it all stops, and I’m left stunned as a warm mist wafts over my face. My body sways without his there to support mine.

Blinking my eyes open, I run my fingers over the substance and find traces of blood.

You have another power.

He’s gone, meaning he can teleport, too.

That information explains how he brought me to his lair so quickly, but it doesn’t help my current predicament.

My legs are still spread open for him, and my body is thrumming with need that he had demanded.

But then he left me alone to deal with this need all by myself.

I’m not sure if I’m grateful or angry that he left without a word. I’m not even surehowhe disappeared.

All I know is that without his presence, my body retaliates, and my core throbs with desire that won’t be sated now. Tears burn at the edges of my eyes as the need within me grows and twists, turning violent as if I had somehow pushed him away when I needed him most.

You’re going to need a Vampire Alpha soon.

The other vampire had said those words—was this what he meant?

The insane urge to push my blood-wet fingers into my pussy doesn’t make sense, but I do it anyway. The pain is too sharp to ignore, and I need relief.

I need something inside of me—now.

As soon as my fingers are securely deep inside, as is the blood on them, a climax rolls over me.

But it doesn’t bring me relief.

My body spasms and clenches around my fingers, but it’s not enough. It’s not what I need.

Pain and need leave me panting as tears slide down my face.

He’s gone.

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