Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 51151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
“Is that why I feel so tired?” I smile wickedly as he takes a languid, hot lick down there. It’s been a few days since I’ve taken any blood from him, but I don’t hunger for it and my fangs have lost their length. It’s been so long since I’ve indulged in fruits and breads. The taste is nothing like I remember, but it offers me some strength. Only a small portion of what I’d once had. I’d started to worry that the exhaustion was something else. That in exchange for my immortality, the drug would deliver me death. It’s something that I wouldn’t have minded before, but knowing what I could have with Vince, the pull of a fated mate and all the beauties of a fragile life, I want to live. I want to experience this.
He looks up at me with a grin, “If your pregnancy is like wolves, then you’ll sleep all day.” I’m happy he’s finally smiling again. I worried him. He wasn’t fooled when I started to show the signs of the drug working. I’d only taken a little, but it was enough.
“But how will I boss my dirty mutt around if I’m always asleep?” He laughs at my playful question before sucking my clit into his mouth. With a moan forced from me, I push my head deeper into the pillow as my heels dig into the mattress.
“That’s right.” His warm breath on my heat sends another wave of arousal through me. “Get wet for your dirty mutt.” I can feel him smile against me as he pushes his thick fingers into my pussy. He curls his fingers and hits my g-spot, the sudden sensation sends me over the edge. My body heats and numbs as waves of pleasure rock through me.
“Fuck that was quick.” I barely register his words as my body trembles beneath him. He quickly pulls off his pants and settles between my legs. He doesn’t hesitate to push all of himself into me. My fists twist in the sheets as my body bows. My lips part in ecstasy as he rocks into my body.
With my eyes closed, I hardly register the sound of tires squealing in the driveway. It happens so fast. My blood turns to ice and I’m unable to stop it. My eyes open and I push against Vince’s heavy chest as I hear the guns being fired. In rapid succession bullets fly through the air, shattering the windows and flying past our bodies. I scream as Vince’s massive frame comes down around mine, caging me in and protecting me. “Stay.” His voice is strained as his cheek pushes against mine. Pleading with me to be still and quiet under him.
My heart pounds as I’m trapped and weak beneath him. Filled with nothing but terror.
The seconds drag on as our world crashes down upon us. The glass breaks and bullets spray with recklessness. Vince’s body jolts as one and then another and then another bullet hits him. He winces in pain, and I try to push against him. To help him. To do something. I would give anything in this moment to protect my mate and ease him of the pain. Tears pour down my face as I try to hold back my scream.
His body sways as his eyes lose focus. I shake my head as my hands grab his face. The rough stubble brushes against my palms.
“Vince.” His heavy body falls as his eyes roll back in his head. “Vince!” I scream in his face. “No! Vince!” This can’t be happening. “Vince!”
I lay screaming under Vince’s heavy, unconscious body. I have no strength, no speed, no immortality. I pound my fists against him. “Vince!” My throat burns as the screams are ripped from me. “Vince!”
I barely register time passing, the tires squeal again, and all I can focus on is my mate. I pound against him, begging him to wake up. My mind is a whirl of disbelief, chaos, and utter grief.
Devin storms into the room and grips Vince’s heavy body, lifting him off me. “Save him!” I scream at Devin as he lays Vince on the floor. This can’t be happening. My head shakes violently, denying the reality.
Tears cloud my vision. As I wipe them away, I still in fear. Clear tears, the tears of mortals. I stare back at Devin as his fingers dig into Vince’s shoulder. Vince screams in agony as the bullet is pulled from his flesh. “Vince!” A glass shard digs into my knee as I crawl to him and hold onto his waist as if my life depends on his. I don’t care about the physical pain, I only care about him. My body shakes as sobs are forced from my chest. “I’ll kill them Vince.” I swallow hard, “I’ll make them pay.” Vince rolls away from Devin and opens his eyes.