Page 87 of The Powerless Witch

That’s when I noticedhim.

Roman stepped away from her, turning with exaggerated slowness while he wiped the edge of his lips from the blood that had stained them. Her blood.

I charged without thinking, bracing myself for the moment when his eyes would turn red and he would bare his teeth. I had killed one monster tonight; I could kill another. I didn’t care what made him do this, but I wasn’t going to let him torture her. Even if she loved him, I wasn’t letting him lay a hand on her again.

Roman didn’t move, not even when my hand wrapped around his throat and I slammed him into the wall with such force, a crack formed in the stone and crawled toward the ceiling. His expression remained infuriatingly calm and fucking amused as I tightened my grip enough to break a normal person’s neck.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I snarled in his face, keeping my hold firm so that even if he fought back, I could snap his neck. That wasn’t going to kill him, but it would incapacitate him long enough for me to finish him off.

“What does it look like to you, wolf?” Roman scoffed, his eyes darting to Celeste.

I snarled, tightening my grip a little tighter before giving him a quick once-over. He wore just pants, hanging low on his hips and with his belt unbuckled. His pale chest and unblemished skin looked strangely flushed, like he almost had a sunburn. Yet despite the heavy stench of blood in the air, his eyes remained black. Not even a flicker of red that would suggest his bloodlust was taking over.

“She is in fucking chains and screaming!” I snarled, confusion slipping into my mind. Why wasn’t he fighting back? Why was he smiling? And why was he…hard?

I hadn’t realized how close we had come to each other. I had meant to use my body to keep him pinned, but now that he moved, I could feel his erection brushing against my leg. I took a step back, giving him a disgusted look. He was fucking enjoying torturing her!

“I wish I had my phone to take a picture of your face right now,” Roman laughed as he righted himself, rubbing his neck where the skin had turned purple. In just a couple of seconds, the color faded like he had never been hurt. “I know you are young, but I didn’t think you were that inexperienced.Look at her.”

Gritting my teeth, I glanced at the unconscious witch, half-expecting him to attack me the moment my attention was divided. He just ran a hand through his hair while I studied her flustered body, the goosebumps covering her skin, the sleek wetness sliding between her legs.

Wait a minute…

I sucked in a sharp breath when the realization hit me like a brick. Beneath the smell of blood and magic, there was something even sweeter.

Celeste flinched when she came to her senses, swaying on her feet while trying to stand. Glazed eyes full of need and desire locked on mine as she lifted her head, staring with such unbridled hunger that I found myself swallowing with difficulty.

“Aaaaand he finally gets it!” Roman clapped his hands, mockery dripping from his voice. He took a step toward Celeste and I tensed, preparing myself to throw him across the room. But then he ran a finger over her cheek, sliding it under her chin and guiding her face toward him. “Did you call him here, darling? You don’t think I’m upto the task by myself?” His voice was a low purr, but a hint of frustration slipped into it even as he smiled at her.

“Both,” she rasped, giving him a pleading look. Roman’s only reaction was a slow blink.

“How brazen,” he chuckled, releasing her chin, only to slide his fingers into her hair and yank her head back. Her low whimper had a snarl rippling out of me, but before I could grab him, he was kissing her so fiercely that instead of forward, I took a step back.

What the fuck was wrong with those two? And why was she calling for me when he was here with her and they were…fine? I was too stunned to be angry and too jealous to be appalled. So I just stared until Roman looked at me from the corner of his eye and broke their kiss.

“I suppose you did well today and since you’ve already brought him here…” he murmured while she nuzzled her face against his neck. Her eyes stayed on me the whole time and despite the ridiculousness of the situation, despite the anger and the frustration, I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t even pretend my dick wasn’t getting rock hard from that one look.

“What the hell are you saying?” I swallowed loudly, taking another step back when Roman moved. He didn’t try to follow, or stop me as my back brushed against the open door. He turned to Celeste and slowly, gently, undid the binds on one of her hands.

“You have two choices,” Roman said, working through the second manacle. Angry red chafing circled her wrists where her skin had rubbed against the binds, but she didn’t seem to care as she leaned on him while trying to steady herself. “You get out of here and wait outside until we are done or you do what she brought you here to do. Either way, she needs to calm down or her own body will destroy itself. So what is it going to be, wolf? Are you joining or leaving?”

I took another step back before finding myself at the threshold. There was no way I was doing anything with that bastard, especially not to my mate. But leaving herto him…It was like telling him he had more right over her than me. And she was mine as much as she was his.

“Isaac,” Celeste whispered before I could make up my mind. Pushing herself off Roman, she walked past him without even sparing him a glance. Her eyes held me in place while she crossed the room, swaying slightly before stopping in front of me.She pressed her hand on my chest, right over my galloping heart, and I gasped as her touch burned me even through my clothes.

Before I knew it, I was touching her face and hissing at the fever she was running. My body was warmer than a human’s at all times, but hers was like a living ember.

“I want you,” she purred, rising to her toes and brushing her lips against mine. Breathing in her scent, I felt my sound mind slip away when she pressed her body closer. I returned the kiss slowly, but her eagerness worked me up until I was devouring her mouth with the same hunger she did mine.

She pulled me toward her before the sound of the door closing registered in my mind. I barely noticed anything aside from her as she slid her hands under my shirt, pushing it up. By the time I allowed her to slip it over my head, my calves hit an obstacle and I lost my balance. I landed on something soft, looking down to find myself on a two-seater sofa. When I glanced back at her, she was kneeling at my feet and pushing my legs apart.

My cock jerked when her eyes lowered to my groin and I sucked in a breath as she slid her hands up my thighs and gripped my dick through the fabric. Her gaze rose to mine in question and I must have nodded because she unzipped my pants, freeing my erection with a speed that even a vampire would be impressed by.

As the word flickered into my mind, I looked around, realizing I had completely forgotten about him. I spotted Roman leaning on the wall with the chains, arms crossed, and an unreadable expression on his face. When he noticed my attention on him, the edges of his lips quirked up.

Something wet and extremely warm slid around the head of my cock and I groaned, forgetting about the other man and locking my attention on the gorgeous woman before me. Her head bobbed as she took more of me in her mouth, sucking hard while her tongue slid over the underside.

“Fuck…” I whispered, feeling my whole body come to life. She looked up at me and the glazed look in her eyes cleared a bit. She didn’t stop, though; she pushed more of my cock into her mouth, pausing only for a moment when it reached the back of her throat, then taking it deeper. “Fuuuck!”

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