His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 26

26. Temptation

ZEDKIEL.

She surprised me.

I wasn’t expecting her to win against Maryka, sure I was hoping that she’d be able to try better against her than she would against me since she seemed to be terrified of hitting me without having a mental breakdown in the process. But she had impressed me. She showed far more potential than I had even hoped for. 1

I just need her to stop acting so fucking afraid of me, although I don’t blame her… the urge to devour her entirely is always there, and the hunger for her blood is growing with each passing day and I know it is wrong. No vampire drinks the blood of a supernatural… It’s taboo.

We enter our quarters and I lock the door,

letting go of her wrist and tossing my shirt down. “Run the bath.”

Her heart’s pounding, but she doesn’t disobey and walks off. My eyes flash

when I see the bruises on her back;

Maryka aimed to hurt, she is a practised fighter and instead of treating it as a sparring match and using her fighting techniques, she instead was attacking to hurt. Did she feel threatened by Evangeline? Or me?

My anger rises as I walk through to the bedroom, the sound of running water

reaching my ears. I’m putting Evangeline in the line of fire, and I know that. Taking

her as my Luna is going to cause issues and put her in danger. Everyone wants that crown, and they can’t hurt me, but they will try to hurt her to get to me.

I silently watch her through the gap in the open bathroom door, she’s not in my

line of sight but her reflection shows in the mirror. She’s sitting on the edge of

the tub, running her fingers through the

water. Her face is solemn, and she

appears to be lost in thought. She had opened her hair, which had already been

pulled from its tie thanks to Maryka, and

she now runs her fingers through it.

There is a risk to what I’m doing, but I

don’t have any other option… There is a rage within me, one that always gets the

better of me and results in the death of

every woman that comes close to me.

When I do take women to bed, even when

I feel in control, they still end up dead. No

matter how hard I try to rack my brain,

the last thing I always remember is fucking them and then it’s a blank. I wake

up with them dead. 2

I want her… want to feel every inch of her

body and to fuck her in every position

possible but at the same time there is a

part of me that fears what may happen if

I do… I have never wanted a woman as much as I want her. I and the beast within me both feel a pull to her and deep down, I still wonder if she can be my mate. I had felt something when I touched her, but without her wolf, I can’t be so sure.

I enter the bathroom, and she looks up, her heart skipping a beat. I don’t say anything, my gaze going to the tub,

which is almost full. She has added

something to it, I can smell it, it isn’t

unpleasant, but it is also not something I am used to. I frown slightly, looking at

the bottles she has placed on the side. Massage oils?

“I thought they would help when I give you a massage.” She says, answering my unasked question.

“Were you planning on giving me a massage?” I ask, untying the string on

my sweatpants, making her avert her gaze, her heart beating fast as her cheeks

flush.

“No… I mean, unless you want me to.”

She mumbles.

at times it’s almost as

me, at others I’m not so

way, I can’t

my pants, trying to control the anger of my Lycan that ripples inside of me. “Strip.” My command comes out as a growl, and I frown hearing the

of her heart.

stands up and slowly reaches

when she strains her

hurting. I close the gap between us, grabbing her top and lifting it

tossing it aside. She stands there in her bra, her heart thumping as my gaze lingers on her breasts.

my hands over her breasts, my thumbs pressing against her

buds.

I growl, pinching them. She doesn’t respond, her eyes fluttering shut, her

flush and

I’m not the one before her or is she wishing me away. My anger rises and

as if I’m jealous.

just possessive.

I-I’ll get undressed.” She whispers,

from my

rise within me. I get into the tub, sitting back against the side, I place

thumps as she feels me

slowly

before she blushes

out of those jeans. There are

nothing for the irritation within me. She presses her thighs together,

herself as she

her large breasts, still wearing her lingerie. I glance in the mirror behind

her, smirking.

Nice ass…

on,” I

see the glimmer of a smile on her face. Something stirs inside and I glare at her, making it vanish.

Great.

look away and she edges to the tub and gets in on the far side, but my legs are

in front of me, and she tries to squeeze in

refuses to ask me to

the tips of her toes. I lean

and yank her onto my lap.

squeaks, but her arms snake around

herself from crashing into me. Her

my chest and our faces

heart pounds as she slowly

her position, straddling

at our position, and I bite

a groan when she presses against

my cock.

tear her underwear off and

stronger.

doesn’t move and doesn’t try to ease

if she tries, I won’t let her.

eyes, I rest

to focus on her pussy,

from not

soon she relaxes against me. It is soothing, and I slowly wrap my arms around her, pulling her against me. She doesn’t fight, resting her head against

welcoming,

soothing. The sound of

heating system a

I wasn’t so fucking turned on,

ask you

a

keeping my eyes

seems more relaxed

staring at

cut it off not wanting to scare her. ” Why are… Why do people say that you kill all the women who you spend time with?” She whispers hesitantly.

open my eyes, looking directly

hazel ones.

and I stare

her the truth? Or

lie?

me and not

much. Either answer

I could appear a deranged

I

and appear heartless. The second was more ideal but…

I do

the last I always remember is fucking them… then

run my hand up her back, her eyes

but to my surprise, I don’t smell the fear from her.

that.” She murmurs.

ask, tilting my

am I not dead

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