Half Blood Rising novel Chapter 21

“You should be celebrating. Oldman nearly expelled me when I didn’t get Dorothy out, and for ‘disobeying orders,’ so it should be obvious to you,” I explained, my voice lowered slightly. I needed to get my emotions under control. He’s not the one for you, the voice in my head repeated.

However, heat began rising in the pit of my stomach, and my entire body started tingling when he was close. He tilted his head to the side, staring at me with the same intensity as before.

“No, it isn’t obvious to me,” he said, taking another step towards me. “I never trusted you, and yet you helped them get me out.”

I wasn’t supposed to feel intimidated by him, but that scent. Oh, man, it was driving me insane. My fangs were extending a little as heat rushed downwards, spreading to every nook and cranny of my body. I took a step back, telling myself that this was only happening inside my head. Prickling heat scorched my skin as I stood there. Lachlan was invading my space, forcing me to move backward, until my back hit the wall and I exhaled sharply, trying to gather myself.

“What are you doing?” I whispered, and this wasn’t even the question I wanted to ask him in the first place.

“Just talking to you, hen. Your energy is addictive. What was your motivation? Why did you save me?” he asked, so close now, that I could see my own reflection in his incredible blue eyes.

My body was betraying me, as the energy was pulling me into him. I swallowed hard, trying to look anywhere else but his full kissable lips.

“Obviously, I didn’t want to get expelled or return to the streets after I learned what life was like here, at Moonlight, I mean,” I said, wanting him to fuck me now. It was such a stupid thought.

Lachlan was hard, and it turned me on even more. Damn it. Where were these wild thoughts and desires coming from? I didn’t want him, but my vampire nature strongly disagreed. The memories—I was here because I thought his presence would allow me to see flashbacks of my past, to tell him I’d overheard him in the basement with the mages, but all I could feel was lust. Our combined energy was crackling around us.

Lachlan acknowledged my response and smiled. He must have felt the pull and attraction between us because he was pushing me to make the first step. I could feel it. His hand was pressed against the wall. I had nowhere to escape and hitting him now wasn’t really an option. I wanted to kiss him instead.

“Hmm… interesting, because right now, your energy and body tells me your motivations are a little different. Hell, hen, you smell incredible,” he said, then he pressed his erection against my sex. I whimpered, and, yeah, it was the strangest erotic sound I’d ever made. He felt so good. The throbbing between my legs became unbearable. Then my fangs fully extended, and I brought my hand to my mouth, feeling a little embarrassed.

He was right; I wanted to help him, not because I didn’t want to get expelled, but because I felt a connection between us. Our pasts were somehow linked together.

I was desperate to know who I was before, and who the vampire was who’d ruined my life. Lachlan had these answers. I didn’t know for sure, but my intuition had never let me down before.

He noticed my fangs, and before I could answer or say anything else, he kissed me. I wanted nothing more than to feel the softness of his lips. He grabbed my waist, pulling me closer, our lips tight together. I lost my head as he reacted, moving his finger, a featherlight touch, along the base of my hip, lower and lower. He tasted like the prince of darkness, filled with the smoky scent of whiskey and fire. Once his fangs extended, I kissed him back.

It was like he was slowly becoming my addiction. I wanted more, and I needed to have him inside me. He smelled like sex, drowning me slowly in his incredible scent. My tongue grazed the tip of his fangs, and he growled. This was so sexy, the heat was like hot lava, rushing and penetrating every active cell in my body. He pulled away, breathing hard, as his dark eyes drank me in. In that moment, I realised I’d never been so turned on in my life. My panties were soaked right through.

“Why did you do that?” I asked, but my voice vibrated with emotion. I was flustered, ready to throw myself at him, sink my fangs into his neck, but I had to leave.

“I just wanted to know if you helped me because you wanted to, or because you needed to,” he said.

I moved past him and headed towards the door. I had to escape this heat, the desire that was slowly turning me into a monster who needed to drink blood. The problem was, he didn’t let me leave. He grabbed my elbow and spun me around. His mouth was on mine again, and this time, his kiss was rough, hard, and it left me breathless. I felt him kissing me everywhere. My unbridled desire was slowly turning into liquid fire.

His fingers wondered to the waistband of my jeans, sliding across my bare skin, and down, further and further.

“And did you find out?” I asked against his lips.

“Yes, and it’s because you can’t deny your attraction towards me,” he growled, dragging his lips along my jawline and slightly biting my neck. I arched my head backwards, moaning, and I was desperate to taste him again. His finger caressed the side of my lace underwear. I wanted him to rip the rest of my clothes off—I didn’t care anymore.

His fangs grazed my pulse, then he licked the blood that pooled around it. Dark cravings for his life’s essence floated through me. It felt like every nerve inside my body was suddenly alive, ready to be taken and punished. The small voice inside my head kept whispering that I was ready.

The sharp points of his teeth pressed further into my skin, and I was slowly melting away. Our energy and electricity sharpened my body, pouring through my core as he pierced through my soft flesh. A loud and truly erotic moan escaped my mouth.

I wanted him so much, but that thought scared the hell out of me. Lachlan’s mouth latched onto my neck as he began drinking, at the same time, thrusting his hips forward. He was hard as a rock, and my entire body began shaking uncontrollably.

As he was drinking from me, I realised it was the most amazing feeling I’d ever experienced. My core was throbbing with desire so deep and so intense, that I was breaking from the inside out.

My moans became desperate as images, flashbacks, began rolling in front of my eyes. It was all so good, and then I began to understand that what I was seeing was the past.