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.

it’s almost as if she

others I’m not so

I can’t blame her.

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.

slowly reaches for

when she strains her

grabbing her top

thumping as my gaze lingers on her breasts. I can see her nipples

my hands over her breasts, my thumbs pressing against

buds.

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

and I

away. My anger rises and I frown at

if I’m jealous.

just possessive.

Y-you get into the bath I-I’ll get undressed.” She whispers, slowly

away from my touch.

anger that always seemed to rise within me. I get into

as she

her. Her eyes slowly flick up

before she blushes and slowly

of those

the irritation within me. She presses her

as she

her lingerie. I glance in the mirror

her, smirking.

Nice ass…

I state

before I see the glimmer of a

Great.

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

she tries to squeeze in

refuses to ask me to as she

tips of

and yank her onto my

squeaks, but her arms snake around

herself

my chest and our faces are

pounds as

her position, straddling

at our position,

a groan when she

my cock.

to tear her underwear off

stronger.

move and doesn’t try

I won’t let her.

my eyes, I rest

to focus on her pussy, rubbing against my cock.

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

move and 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

welcoming, intoxicating and

yet soothing. The

system a faint hum

wasn’t so fucking

I ask you

after a

I murmur, keeping my eyes

She seems more relaxed

staring at her.

neck slowly. The urge to growl in approval is in my throat but I cut it off not

my eyes, looking directly into her

hazel ones. “Because I do.”

widen and I stare into

I tell her the truth?

lie?

wanted her to believe me and not

so much. Either answer

I could appear

that I am, or

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

Mouse… but I do end up killing

to bed… the last I always remember is fucking them… then I wake up to a room full of blood and shredded

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

face, but to my surprise, I don’t smell the fear

believe that.”

to believe?” I ask, tilting my head and looking at

not

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