Blood Magic (After Dark Book 7) by Sarah Bailey (historical books to read .txt) 📕

to think he meant it when he said there was no one else?

The pain in her chest grew until it was unbearable. Jealousy flooded her veins. She wanted to curse the very ground he walked on and maim all those women for being near him. How could she ever have trusted Jamie? A vampire. After everything they’d told each other. All the pleasure and pain.

Jamie’s silver eyes met hers across the room. He must’ve seen her expression of anger and pain because he was up faster than the eye could track and by her side the very next moment, leaving the six women staring after him.

“Dani,” he said, cupping her cheek.

She shoved his hand away.

“Don’t touch me.”

She felt stupid and ashamed of herself. Jumping to conclusions was wrong, but she couldn’t help it. Her feelings for the man in front of her were a tangled mess. She’d tried to unpick them so many times. The glaringly obvious emotion she felt bound itself around her heart like a vice. And she wasn’t ready to admit to it.

“What’s wrong? I was waiting for you.”

“Are you sure about that? From where I’m standing, it didn’t look like it.”

He glanced back at the booth he’d been sitting in, frowning. Jamie wasn’t quite like other vampires who rarely expressed emotions. His were always clear as day on his face. At least to her they were.

“I was passing the time.”

“With six women?” she hissed.

She knew she was acting irrationally. Jamie didn’t belong to her. They weren’t a couple. She had to get that into her head. Drill it down deep so she’d remember at times like this. Except all her rationality had fled the building.

“I was just talking to them. They came over to me. What’s gotten into you?”

She stared at him for a long moment and became increasingly aware other people were turning their way. Making a scene would draw unwanted attention from people she hoped wouldn’t recognise her.

“Doesn’t matter. I should go.”

He caught her by the arm before she had a chance to move and dragged her away from the dancefloor and down a corridor off to the side so they were alone and hidden in shadow. He pressed her against the wall and pinned her there with his arms either side of her head. He leant down, his nose brushing against hers.

“Are you jealous?” he asked.

“No.”

“Do not lie to me.”

Her hands pressed against the wall. She could no more lie to Jamie than she could run away at that moment. He wasn’t going to let her go.

“Yes.”

He smiled, his eyes gleaming in the low light. He curled a lock of her hair around his finger.

“I’m flattered, but there’s really no need.”

He shifted closer. She could feel his arousal pressed into her stomach. His lips brushed across her jaw until they met her ear. It made her skin tingle all over. His teeth grazed her earlobe.

“You are all I think of, Dani. Only you.”

Her breath caught in her throat. His voice was little more than a purr in her ear.

“You make me so hard, especially seeing you in this little black dress. I’d prefer it on my bedroom floor with you on all fours, my cock buried in your pussy or perhaps you’re ready to let me take your virginity. Either way, I want you. No one else.”

The words he said sent pulsating waves of desire through her stomach and lower. His nostrils flared. She knew he could smell her arousal.

“Jamie…” she breathed.

“Are you ready, Dani? Ready to let me make you mine completely?”

He pulled away, staring down at her intently. Her hands unstuck from the wall. She reached up, wrapping one around his neck and the other held his face. She nodded. She didn’t trust her voice at all.

“Good,” he said before he closed the distance and kissed her.

His mouth was hot and hard against hers. His hands wrapped around her waist, tugging her into him. Dani melted on the spot. How could she be mad at him? Jamie was hers too. She knew that deep down. Her lover. Such a forbidden concept.

“Come, I’ve got us a room so it will be private,” he told her as he pulled away.

He took her hand, leading her back out through the club and into the bar on the other side of the building. There were another set of doors next to the bar, which he pushed open. There was a well-lit reception area with a vampire manning the desk.

“Your room is ready. Your order has been placed inside,” she said with a smile, handing Jamie a key.

Dani looked up at Jamie when he tugged on her hand and they stepped into the corridor next to the reception.

“What did she mean order? What happens back here?”

“You’ve seen what goes on in the club. Here, there are no rules about conduct provided you keep all your activities within your assigned room. As for our order, that would be the human you are going to breathe.”

Dani tried not to think too hard on what type of things were done behind closed doors. She knew vampires could be vicious and some of the fae folk were worse.

He unlocked a door to their right and they both went inside, shutting it firmly behind them. There was a large bed with clean, dark sheets. The room was dimly lit. Sitting on the end of the bed was a human male. His blue green eyes intent on the two of them. Dani didn’t know what to say. They were paying this man to allow her to breathe him, take his energy. On some level, that felt wrong, but she had to replenish her magic somehow.

“Are you going to bite him?” she whispered to Jamie.

“No, he’s for you. Have you