Page 143 of Bitten By Desire
“Because I don’t want those assholes to hurt you.”
I shook my head. “They won’t.”
“You don’t know that. They don’t know how to control themselves. They’re animals.”
“Only when they change. Which is why they need the watch. This isn’t a debate, Callum. I already decided.”
“And what makes you think that the devil bargains?”
“You’re not the devil. You’re a nice vampire. Who apparently never learned how to share in the 18thcentury.”
“Get on the bed. Now.”
“What?”
“You heard me, Emma. Center of the bed. Now.”
Chapter 42
Tuesday
“We’re in the middle of a conversation, Callum.”
“Now. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
The way he said it made me press my thighs together. “Does this mean you’ll let Bennett keep the pocket watch?”
“I want something in return.”
“But I already made the deal with Bennett…”
“Not from Bennett. And I think you’ve said his name enough for one night, don’t you?” He took a step forward, closing the distance between us.
“He’s trying to be a good person. Just like you focused for years on being better. I don’t understand why you hate him so much.”
“Because he touched what’s mine.” Callum lightly touched the bottom of my chin so that I’d stare into his golden eyes. “And now I’m going to erase those memories you have of him from existence.”
He wanted my body in exchange for the deal? I really liked the sound of that.
“Why does everything I own look better on you?” He looked down at his dress shirt that I was still wearing.
I felt my cheeks flush.
His fingers trailed down my neck to the collar of the dress shirt. He slowly undid the buttons one by one.
I swear his eyes grew just a fraction of an inch darker.
Callum pushed the shirt off my shoulders. And then slid my other shirt up my waist, exposing my stomach and then my bra. I lifted my arms so he could pull my shirt the rest of the way off.
He reached behind me and unclasped my bra. He pulled down between the cups, exposing the rest of me to him. He’d already ripped my leggings and thong earlier. The bra fell to the ground and I was standing there naked in the middle of his bedroom. Even though he was still fully clothed.
I reached out to push off his shirt. I thought he might protest, but he just stared at me as my fingers wandered up his six-pack. He grabbed his shirt by the nape of the neck and pulled it the rest of the way off.
“Touch him again like this, and I’ll burn his bank to the ground.”
My fingers stopped on his chest. I pressed my hand to the center of it. I could feel his heart beating. Slow and steady. For a while there, I’d thought Callum was heartless. From the words that just fell out of his mouth, I may have continued to think that. But I could feel his heart beating. And he wasn’t heartless. He was jealous. “I never touched him like this.”
Callum’s eyebrows lowered even more as he stared down at me.
