Page 131 of The Cruelest Undead

The heat exploded through them both, and the inside of the blacked-out vehicle seemed to get so much warmer. It was uncomfortably hot to the point that taking off clothing was the only way to cool down.

And that brought up a whole other set of issues.

The whole time they touched, Cerise fought to keep her fangs in her mouth, and it wasn’t easy.

As they sat there, facing each other, Logan didn’t let go of her hand.

In fact, he held on tighter.

For some reason, she became the only focus for him, and everything else…it didn’t matter.

“I don’t understand,” he said, staring into her eyes. Today was one hell of a wild ride for him. It was out of control, and he was so damn confused.

About everything.

“Me either,” she admitted, as she was fighting two battles. Now, she could really hear his heartbeat, and the sound of his blood moving through his body.

Thank God she wasn’t a new vampyre and she had some control.

When he moved closer, she put her other hand on his chest.

“It’s a bad idea. You don’t understand what you’re about to do.”

Oh, he was aware.

A bad idea was also going to a cemetery at night and being mauled by a zombie.

Today was a weird day.

Only, his whole being said he had to find out what it would be like. Curiosity killed the cop.

He continued to move closer, and when he reached her mouth, they both closed the gap.

As soon as their lips touched, they knew one thing. The kiss was nuclear hot—like‘melt your flesh from your bones’hot.

Logan couldn’t think. All he could do was pull her closer to deepen the kiss. When Cerise didn’t fight it, but instead moved into his body, he gave it all he had.

Never had he felt anything like this in his life. All of a sudden, he felt alive.

As he kissed her, devastating her body with just that mating of mouths, Cerise knew the truth.

She was not going to be able to keep her fangs hidden for much longer. Her body was coming alive, and she wanted to taste him.

Desperately.

When his hands went into her silky hair, knotting there as a precursor of what could potentially be the best sex either of them had, she tried her best to give him every opportunity to run for his life.

Because she already loved him.

He was her mate, and her heart was already his. There was no way to fight that.

“Logan, this is a bad idea.”

Everything in him tried to fight the need. He was trying to put the brakes on, but he simply couldn’t do it. His whole being vibrated with lust.

This woman…

He felt like she was his, and that brought up a slew of problems for him.

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