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.

times it’s almost as

I’m not so

way, I can’t blame

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

of her heart.

up and slowly reaches

she

grabbing her

it aside. She stands there in her bra, her heart thumping as my gaze lingers on her breasts. I can see her nipples hardening

her breasts, my thumbs pressing against her hardening

buds.

this.” I growl, pinching them. She doesn’t respond, her

and

one before her or is she wishing me away. My anger rises and I frown at the odd thought that has come to

if I’m

just possessive.

I-I’ll get

away from my touch.

me. I get into the tub,

heart thumps as she feels

Her eyes slowly flick up to

she blushes

those jeans. There are

for the irritation within me. She presses her thighs together, trying

herself as she wraps her arms

her lingerie. I glance

her, smirking.

Nice ass…

on,” I

me before I see the glimmer of a smile on her face. Something stirs inside and I

Great.

gets

and she tries to squeeze in between them.

she refuses to ask me to

on the tips of her toes. I

her onto

but her arms

tries to stop herself

my chest and our faces are inches

Her heart pounds as she slowly

position, straddling me.

burn at our position,

when

my cock.

urge to tear her

stronger.

move and doesn’t

I won’t let her. I don’t move

my eyes, I rest

on her pussy, rubbing against

self-restraint… I was a saint just for being able to control myself from not fucking the woman who was teasing

her relaxing, sensing her watching me. I don’t move and soon she relaxes against me. It is soothing, and I

welcoming, intoxicating

The

a faint hum

I wasn’t so fucking turned on,

ask you something?”

a

murmur, keeping my

more relaxed when

staring at

back of my neck slowly. The urge to growl in approval is in my throat but I cut it

open my eyes, looking directly into her

tawny hazel ones.

eyes widen and I

I tell her the truth? Or

lie?

believe me and not to fear

Either answer would still

I could appear

I am, or I

and appear heartless. The second was more ideal but… “I won’t

do end up

who I bring to bed… the last I always remember is fucking them… then I

racing as I run my hand up her back, her eyes locked

my surprise, I don’t smell the fear

that.” She

tilting my head and looking at her

am I not dead

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