Page 22 of Bloodmoon Hit
“You’re going to have to get over that.” I didn’t want to fight with Aziz, not after such an amazing night last night, but I needed to do this. I needed to live my life still and not worry about any threats.
Aziz shifts us so I’m on my back and he’s over me. His body fit perfectly between my legs, his cock thick and hard could be felt, but he wasn’t pressing inside me like he had before.
I meet his gaze to find him staring intently at me, a glimmer of annoyance filling his eyes.
“You need to think about the threat of you being there. That witch could do something to you at any time.”
“If she was going to do anything to me, wouldn’t she have already?”
I’ve worked at the library for a while, and she’s not done anything to me, as it were.
Sliding my hands up his arms until I reach his shoulders, I curl my fingers around his neck. “Please, Aziz, I don’t want to have anyone dictate my life. If something were to happen, you’d know. You’d feel me as I feel you.”
Aziz’s brows crease and he looks confused for the briefest moment before he shakes his head. “I feel you, little one, but I don’t want anything to happen to you. It’s a chance I refuse to take.”
“I’m going to the library, Aziz,” I tell him. “If you need to, put someone on me. Follow me yourself, but I won’t be stopped. My life won’t stop because we’re now bonded together and are mates. You won’t tell me what to do. I don’t care if you’re thousands of years older than me. I’m an adult and won’t be treated like a child.”
Anger blazes in Aziz’s eyes, and he growls, baring his fangs. Oh boy. Seeing those fangs sends another shiver down my spine, and I’d love nothing more than to have him use them again. He’d bitten me several times through the night. Not all in my neck either.
“I promise you I will let you know if the smallest inkling of trouble comes my way.” I try to calm him.
“You do this and something happens, I will go on a rampage, and no one will be safe from my mercy. I’ll burn the world down if you are harmed in any way.”
Whoa. His words are scary yet arousing all the same time.
“I love you,” I blurt out without meaning to. It’s not that I didn’t, I knew I was in love with him. I felt myself falling for him quickly. It’s as if I knew the moment I saw him fighting those other vampires, I was meant to be his, and he was meant to be mine. It didn’t matter it was only days ago. I knew what I felt, and I knew what I wanted. What my heart wanted, needed.
Aziz was that person for me. Now that I was bonded to him, I felt that deeper than I thought possible.
All the anger in his expression disappears, leaving that soft look that I’m learning quickly is meant solely for me.
“You play dirty,Agápi.” Aziz sighs and shakes his head before lifting a hand to cup my cheek. “You are my heart, little one.”
My heart skips a beat at him calling me his heart.
“You go to work, and I’ll make sure to have someone come keep watch.”
I give him a smile and reach up enough to brush my lips across his. “Thank you.”
“You can thank me in another way besides words.” Aziz growls, shifts his hips, and slides the tip of his cock inside me.
I could definitely thank him this way.
Looking at the time on my watch, I grimace. I’m only a few minutes late getting to the library.
Aziz made sure our morning activities were just as good as the night before. Afterward, we shared a shower. He waited forme to get ready. I picked a pair of black skinny jeans that were dressy enough I could get away with them at the library. I paired a green cami top with little flower petals with a brown bat wing cardigan. My shoes were flats that I could easily kick off if I wanted to.
Once I was ready, we left, Aziz holding my hand as we walked to the car. I was a little freaked at seeing Aziz in the sunlight, but it was nice. He helped me into his car like a gentleman and drove me to the cafe first to get a coffee, then straight to the library. He didn’t say anything else about putting someone on me, and I didn’t ask. I figured I’d spot whoever he’d send in.
“You’re late,” Amelie snaps the moment I get to the check-out counter.
“I’m only a few minutes past the time I’m scheduled for today,” I tell her, trying not to let the fact I know she’s a witch freak me out. It did indeed freak me out. “I was running late this morning.”
“If you can’t be here on time, then I have no use for you here.”
I blink, taking in the sharpness of her tone. “Amelie, it was a total of eight minutes.”
“It doesn’t matter. This library needs those who are reliable and don’t cohabitate with vampires,” she spits out venomously. “You can leave, Ms. Boyer. You’re no longer needed here.” Turning her back to me, she walks away, leaving me standing there feeling dumbfounded.
