Page 60 of Felonies are Forever

Still,that doesn’t stop the human half of me from making some very dangerous decisions. You see, long ago promises were made to keep me safe. To keep my family safe. Breaking those promises means everything that matters in my life will be destroyed. But if they’re kept, my humanity will be lost forever.

And so will Maxim.

Author’s note:This is vampire love, Dani style. Fast, hot and not without risk. Star-crossed doesn’t begin to explain the hurdles these two will need to overcome if they are to find their happily ever after. But, never fear, this alpha mortal knows no limits when it comes to taking, and keeping, what belongs to

him. Always safe, no cheating, over the top love with a happily every after that lasts into eternity.I reach down, thinking I can relieve myself from this ache she’s created in me, but as soon as I brush my hard cock through my jeans, I recoil.

There’s nothing that will soothe me until I’m balls deep in her sweet cunt. She’s ruined me, and if I die a virgin, so be it. Because I’ll never stick my dick anywhere but inside her. I’d rather die.

I bring my hands to my head, running them back and forth before covering my face and releasing the painful breath I’ve been holding for days.

That’s it.

I can’t do this. I can’t wait for Dimitri to get me the security code.

I don’t know how, but I’m getting through that fence. I'll tear down the gate if I have to, but I’m getting into that house. I’m going to scream her name like Marlon Brando until they kill me or the cops drag me away.

Or, the other option, which I’m banking on…Seleme emerges, and I explain to her father that I’m not leaving. Tell him he can beat me bloody if he needs to, but I love his daughter.

He can take my life, but he can’t take my heart.

It already belongs to Seleme.

If that doesn’t break his resolve, I don’t know what will.

I march to the front door and take hold of the handle, my heart slamming in my chest, my pulse deafening in my ears. As I swing the door open, I nearly fall backward as those ice-blue eyes spear my soul.

“I’m sorry…” Seleme is standing there, her hand still raised in a frozen knock while her sweet scent swirls around me, taking my breath and driving hot blood through my veins into my already raging erection.

“Get in here.” I reach out and tug her arm down, grasping her hands and pulling her inside, harder than I should, but I can’t help myself. I need her here, in my house, and until she stepped inside, it was just that.

A house.

But now, within two seconds in her presence, it’s become a home.

A home I’m going to create for us both, so help me God, if it takes a hundred lifetimes. I will not let her go.

I take her warm hand and twine my fingers with hers, pulling her down the hallway into the living room, lit with a few candles — the only lights I’ve wanted in the house since I met her.

“Where have you been? I’ve been watching…” I admit, expecting anger but seeing only a knowing look in her eyes. “I can’t stop thinking about you. About us.”

“I know.” She looks at me, then at the floor, but her fingers tighten around mine. “It’s complicated. I only have a bit of time. I needed to talk to you. To explain some things.”

“There’s nothing to explain. I fucked it up. I rushed you. It was too fast. But you need to know it was so much more than just my fucked-up need to be with you. I’ve waited so long, Seleme, it’s more than just wanting sex. I’ve been watching you. From the first night I moved in here and I saw you running with that cat. Since I looked out through my binoculars and watched you. I don’t know.” I rub my hand over my mouth, trying to find the words. “I was addicted to you. I’m a fucking crazy, stalking asshole, I know. But then, when…the other night. I’ve never felt anything like that. For anyone. I’ve never touched another woman before, and now, you’re driving me fucking crazy.”

I’m breathless after spitting out so many words, and I fall silent, staring into her wide eyes, the whites nearly glowing and the blue shimmering like the water in a secret tropical cove.

“It’s just…” She pauses, and I brace for what’s coming because I can tell it’s not going to be good. “There are complications in my life.”

I shake my head. “I don’t care. Are you married? Are you in love with someone else?”

She pinches her lips tight, and I go cold. Then she shakes her head and gives me the answer I need. “No.” A beat passes, then the cold knife is delivered directly to my heart. “Not yet. But I will be. In a few hours. Married that is.”

Tears seep from the corners of her eyes, and I want to rain down hellfire on the world. “No.” I shake my head. It’s all I can manage to say, and my hands go to her face, my fingers clutching at her cheeks, thumbs feeling the pulse under her jaw.

“Yes.” She tries not to look at me, but I put my nose to hers and give her eyes nowhere to hide.

“Tell me you love him. Tell me you want to marry him.” It’s a challenge to her, a dare to tell me the truth I already know, because the sorrow in her eyes has already told me.

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