Cross My Heart by Elizabeth Morgan (best e reader for epub .TXT) 📕

“I’m not sure I wantto lose it.”

“Not when you’vealready lost your sanity.”

I glared in Elle’sdirection. Have you got nothing better to do?

“You want me t’go?I will go. I’m only here because you want me here and you knowthat.”

The female steppedcloser, her slender hand resting on my bare chest.

“But you do want tofeed from a human, si?” Her fingers wandered up, dancingacross my collarbone. “Sink your fangs into the soft flesh of awoman’s neck, pierce her delicate vein and feel that first, hotgush of blood fill your mouth?” She dragged her nails down mytorso, slicing through my skin, which healed as quickly as itsplit. “To taste the essence of human life, the spark—” she slidher hand over my jean-clad crotch, cupping my semi, “—nothing cancompare.”

“Oh, gross.”Elle retched.

“So I’ve heard,” I bitout around the tube. “Sadly, no human women come t’visit me here.So—”

“It can be arranged,if you are a very good boy and tell me what I need to know.”

“Question. Why areyou even talking to her?”

Because despite beingundead, she’s here in this room with me, and talking to someone whois physically here occasionally, despite them being Vampires, isthe only reason I haven’t completely lost my bloody mind. Does thatanswer your question, ghost of friendships past?

“Just ask her whatit is she needs to know before this turns into an X-rated movie andI spew ectoplasm everywhere.”

“And what is it youneed t’know?” I sucked a little harder on the tube, trying hard toconcentrate on the rush of blood entering my body and not the factthat every drop was heading down south.

“What happenedhere?”

I felt my brow furrow.“What d’ya mean?”

“Do not play coy.” Herhand slipped under the waistline of my jeans, her fingers wrappedgreedily around my junk, which leapt eagerly into her curiouspalm.

Fucking blood.

“You stillseriously blaming this on the blood?”

Yes, blood causesreactions.

“Having your dicktouched by a female after months of neglect would also be a reasonwhy you’re almost as hard as rock.” Elle gagged. “But she’sa dead female, Than. She’s one step away from being a corpse. Imean, that’s just nasty. That’s practically necrophilia.”

I know. Jesus Christ,Elle. I’ve been fucking kidnapped, turned into a Vampire against mywill. I’m strapped up, being force-fed blood and getting sexuallyassaulted here, and you’re making out like I’m bloody well enjoyingthis!

She held her hands up.“Hey, don’t yell at me. Try telling your dick all that. He’s theone who’s letting you down.”

“What did they want?What did you overhear?”

“Lady, I have nofreakin’ idea what you’re on about.”

“The Wolves.” Thewords left her mouth on a hiss.

“Wolves? What—”

She squeezed harder.“They were here only days ago. They killed almost all of theVampires who Nested here.”

“Fuck.” I grit myteeth. “What?”

“You expect me tobelieve you heard nothing? No grunting.” Her strokes becamequicker, firmer. “No growling, or screaming?”

“I heard nothing. Lastthing I remember was the redhead hooking up blood to my drip andthen rolling me into a white room—”

“And then you wentbat shit crazy for hours, as if someone had given you a mixture ofchocolate and cocaine.”

“And then what?”

“I woke up in herelike ... fuck.” I bit the inside of my cheek as her nails dug intothe underside of my junk. “I don’t know how long I’ve been in here.I blacked out. The blood she gave me tasted weird—”

“So, you heardnothing?” Her hand disappeared. “That is a shame for you. I onlyreward good boys.” She moved closer, so her breasts were squashedagainst my chest. Her hair felt like silk as it brushed against myshoulders. “Then again, I suppose it was not your fault. Your notesdo indicate that the Were’s blood was not kind to your system.” Shepopped the button on my jeans. “You have apparently been in and outof consciousness for days.”

“What blood? I don’t…” My words died as she sank down to her knees.

“Okay, I’m goinginto the hall. I can’t watch this shite. She could bite your dickoff or anything.”

Bite my dickoff? My gaze snapped to Elle’s back as she left the room,before dropping down to the wicked, black gaze of thetemptress.

“You really did nothear anything?” She pulled my zipper down. “Even in your futilestate, nothing sank through?”

What the fuck?Elle? The Vampire’s fingers curled around the seam of my jeans.Will it grow back if she does bite it off? Elle!

Every muscle in mybody was already tense, but I was rigid. Unable to do anything buthelplessly look down toward my prize jewels. Would this be it?Would I die from having my dick torn off? Or would I be a dicklessVampire for all eternity?

“You’re alreadyone, if you ask me. What kind of Vampire puts up with beingstrapped up for so long?”

Fuck you, Elle! Youhave no idea what I’m going through right now!

“Woman, I haven’t adamn clue what you’re fucking on about, but if I did—”

“Constance?” a malecalled.

A sigh escapedher.

“To be continued.” Shestraightened, zipped up my jeans, and gave my crotch a pat. “Drinkup, N. That is the last batch you will get before we leave.”

“Leave?” I gritted.forcing myself to focus on what I was saying and not the ragingboner I was now sporting—or the relief that was building up sorapidly, I was scared I was going to black out again. “You can’tleave me like this. What’s going t’happen t’me if everyone here isdead-dead?”

“Oh, do not worry, westill have use for you yet.” Twisting on her heel, she exited mycell, closing the door and leaving me in the dark once more. Not tomention leaving me even more fucked up than when she had walked inhere.

“What the fuck?”

A slurping noise metmy ears, and that’s when I realized I had sucked the blood bag dry.I spat the tube out and settled for whacking my head against myplatform. A pulse of pain swam round my skull, but the pain wasshort-lived compared to the throbbing agony currently taking placein my jeans.

“What the fuck’swrong with you?” Elle passed through the metal of the door,pausing in front of me, arms folded and her right eyebrow cocked.“Bad enough you’re a Vampire, but you don’t have t’be attractedto them either.”

“Who says I’mattracted? I’m still a guy, and surprisingly, my parts still work.More to the point,