Page 17 of Stegian: Project Exorcism 4

Chapter Eight

Stegian letthe information Jacquelyn was giving him sink in. He still remembered the night as if it was yesterday. The woman he’d known instantly as his mate had long, silky black hair and eyes of royal blue. Her scent was intoxicating and fire had burned through his body the moment they’d touched. He’d spent the evening dancing with her, asking her name, but she’d dodged the answer.

Finally, he was able to scan her thoughts with his powers—and he came away with Janelle.

They’d shared but a kiss and his body had reacted in ways he never knew possible. He’d been high on thoughts of meeting his supernatural mate as he’d left the party, only to walk headfirst into a trap. One set to sire him.

Stegian had been so consumed with hate, and in direct opposition to the evil residing in him, that he’d pushed thoughts of his mate from his head.

He gasped. “I understand its need to wipe the planet clean of Janelles.”

Jacquelyn stared up at him with tear-filled eyes. “What?”

“The demon,” he touched his chest, “the one you insist is separate from me, he knew you, Jacquelyn—or rather, he knew what I knew about you. That you had long black hair, blue eyes, bore the name Janelle and had a certain scent.”

Her eyes widened. “It knows I could come between you and it?”

He nodded, feeling the stirrings of the demon within. He pushed it away, focusing on Jacquelyn. Cupping her face, he bent and pressed his lips to hers.

The kiss was light at first. It had been so long since he’d actually kissed a woman without the intent to drink her dry. In fact, Jacquelyn had been the last woman he’d kissed for the sake of desire. He feathered his tongue over her lower lip lightly, savoring the feel of her in his arms once more.

The moment her tongue greeted his, Stegian was lost. He captured her mouth with his, mindful of his fangs as he artfully kept her tongue from being nicked. His cock hardened. He stalled in his sensual assault, fighting for a calming breath. “Solnihshka mayo, I can taste your innocence. You’ve never lain with a man before, have you?”

His only answer came in the form of Jacquelyn thrusting her tongue into his mouth and running her hands over the back of his neck. Knowing she wanted to see his hair unbound, Stegian reached back and set it free. It spilled in waves over her hands and Jacquelyn smiled as she kissed him. She pressed her body against his and her erect nipples poked through the thin material of her gown.

Stegian’s cock twitched and he pulled back long enough to stand and lift Jacquelyn into his arms. He took a step with her, and although she weighed nothing to his supernatural strength, he lost his footing, the demon within surging forward and demanding to be fed.

He put Jacquelyn on the bed and backed away fast, fearful he might harm her. As she undid the clasp holding her torn gown together, Stegian thought for sure he would lose control and the vampire within would break free.

“No,” he panted. “I have not fed yet.”

She waved her hand and pointed towards the decanter. “There. Fresh blood for you.”

Her thoughtfulness warmed him. “Thank you, but I fear it will not sate me, Jacquelyn. I will not risk harming you. I want our time together to be beautiful.”

The demon picked then to fully attack his senses. It mocked him and his words as it made his mind fog. Stegian fought and failed to control it. He expected it to immediately attack Jacquelyn. When it didn’t, he grew more concerned. It had something planned—and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

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