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Dark Surrender (The Dark Ones Saga #3)(18)
Author: Rachel Van Dyken

All because I’d stopped talking.

Which was great for him — bad for me.

Because with every mile came the sinking feeling that I was headed toward my doom. And I hated, absolutely hated, that my body was on board with it.

That even now, I was on fire for him.

And felt like if I didn’t touch him.

I really would die.

Alex

I STOPPED THINKING.

That was my very first clue that things were bad. For me to focus on anything was nearly impossible. The beast inside was completely taking over. The savage side of me that needed to be appeased. The curse as my brethren and those like me so lovingly called it — was starving.

I was starving.

My entire body ached with awareness.

When she spoke, the air tasted like a mixture of sweat and sugar, the brown kind that mixes with butter over a stove as it crystallizes and hardens into a texture that nearly takes your breath away.

I gripped the steering wheel harder.

This was bad.

Very bad.

Somehow, we’d mated or bonded without having sex, and my body was pissed as hell that it didn’t get the chance to do more than taste her.

That was the freaking problem with elves.

Where a siren could seduce anything with a pulse — or a cell structure.

Elves could enchant.

They brought peace.

They brought music into an existence that until now, had been filled with nothing but my own pulsating lust.

Want.

Want.

Want.

My body hummed as I jerked the car into the long driveway and slammed on the brakes right in front of Ethan’s large mansion.

He could fix it.

He was a vampire.

And he was old as hell.

If he couldn’t make the burning stop, then maybe Cassius would do me a solid.

Part of me knew that Hell would literally have to freeze over before the half angel would do anything that would cease my suffering — but still.

I had to try.

Because being with her was painful.

And being without her — my immortal brain couldn’t process what it would feel like to have her ripped away from me once we had a physical relationship.

An image of the murdered elves flashed through my mind again.

Cassius had messed up.

He’d brought me the wrong type of mate.

I was supposed to mate with a human.

Not an elf.

Not a weak, sniffling, little elf.

Shit, was she really crying?

Moisture filled the air as I sucked in a deep breath and tried to keep myself from jumping over the console and asking her to please stay quiet while I sucked her lips until they were dry.

I’d never killed anyone during sex.

But I knew it was possible.

Knew it was an actual reality as I felt her wild heartbeat, as I heard her staggered breathing beside me, and as I tasted more and more of her scent in the air as her body temperature grew.

She needed me.

I reached out to touch her arm, just as the door flew open and Cassius stood, grin firmly in place. “To what do we owe this pleasure?”

“Cassius.” I bit out his name like a curse just as Hope flailed out of the car and fell directly into his arms.

A frozen cloud burst into the air and then finally, my mate, Hope, whatever, relaxed against him and sighed. “Thank you.”

“Off.” I slammed both hands into the car sending it sideways into Mason’s motorcycle just seconds after he hopped off.

“Really?” Mason growled as he chucked his helmet at my face.

I ducked and kept stomping toward Cassius.

I was picking a fight with a man who was basically ninety-nine percent archangel.

Not one of my finer moments.

But he was touching mine.

“Mine!” I screamed at the top of my lungs not recognizing my own voice as my entire body dripped with sweat, my heart damn near bursting in my chest cavity as my eyes strained to focus on Hope and the fact that Cassius dared touch her.

“Stay back.” He released Hope and pushed her toward Mason who was still grumbling about his stupid motorcycle.

Ethan and Genesis ran out of the house with Stephanie close on their heels.

“Oh, good an audience.” My voice had a hard edge to it, one that sounded foreign, raspy.

“Couldn’t get the job done, hmm?” Cassius folded his arms across his chest just as his purple and black wings darted out from his back fanning wind toward my overheated and lust filled body.

I let out a shaky exhale and shook my head. “No time, the doors opened and…” My body swayed as I tried to regain my thoughts, my blurred vision focused in on Hope one last time before I reached for her then collapsed against the hard gravel driveway.

Hope

“HELP HIM!” I yelled as everyone stood frozen while Alex face planted against the gravel. I mean I didn’t exactly like him — he was rude, aggravating, too good looking, and entitled, but that didn’t mean I wanted him to die!

Could immortals die?

“Perhaps.” A whisper carried to my ears as if someone had been standing behind me and speaking in low, crisp tones.

“Who said that?” None of the immortals’ lips were moving.

Cassius’s eyes narrowed in on me before he very languidly knelt next to Alex and pulled his huge body into his arms and began walking toward the house.

Gravel crunched beneath his feet.

Did I follow?

Was he dead?

Mason made his way over to me and wrapped a bulky arm around my shoulders. I let out a little harrumph under his weight as he tugged me toward the house.

   
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