His Dark Obsession

44. Clarity

ZEDKIEL.

I smirk internally as we somehow make it to my apartment in town, it’s closer and I don’t think I would have made it to the castle. It had taken my all not to rip that dress off her in the car and f*ck her right.

there.

I f*cking want her, but at the same time, I know how this goes… The bloodshed when my Lycan takes over … Unlike the rest of my siblings, mine has never spoken to me. I just feel his rage and anger that always seems to bubble within me. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m not a pure blood like them but instead part vampire… But his anger is something I can’t control… When he wants blood, he gets it.

The moment I tug her through the door, I slam it shut and push her up against it, claiming her lips in another sizzling hot kiss. Her sweet intoxicating taste makes me want to devour her. Her heart is pounding, and I feel a powerful urge of possessiveness overcome me. My eyes flash and I force myself back… just in case… I need to make sure things don’t go wrong, and that I don’t hurt her…

“Wait here for me.” I command, guiding her to the bedroom and making her sit on the bed, she looks up at me, eyes widening with confusion, but I don’t give her a chance to question me as I walk back out and to the fridge and take out a bottle of blood. I don’t head back to the bedroom and instead take it to the bathroom; I lock the door behind me and down the entire bottle in one breath.

look at myself in the mirror, licking my lips, and slowly place the bottle down. It’s sweet, pleasant, and rejuvenating but it’s nothing as delicious and tasty as her blood is and I don’t care if I shouldn’t drink another supernatural’s blood. I want hers.

I’m satiated… but I still don’t trust myself… not after what happened last time… this is the only f*cking chance I have… if I f*ck this up, I know I’ll lose her, that is, if I don’t f*cking kill her first…

My eyes snap to the cabinet on the right, and I rinse my mouth out, my mind made up. I will risk it all… I open the drawers, moving around the towels and toilet paper rolls before I feel one of the small syringes. that sit behind everything else. I will give her something so lethal that I’ll be at her mercy. I know she could use this to run and I would f*cking be too weak to do anything… but it’s a chance I’m ready to take.

I look at the liquid, frowning slightly. It’s a mix of the most lethal herbs to both vampires and Lycans, at serum designed specifically for me.

I hesitate, a small part of me is worried she’ll run…. her words from earlier replay in my mind and a part of me tells me she won’t… that she’ll honour our agreement. I also know that she may have seen through Sinclair’s guise, but she still doesn’t trust me fully and I know that.

I exit the bathroom to see she’s standing by the mirror, her arms crossed over her breasts. She’s still in her dress and heels, but it is obvious she was scrutinising herself.

“Z-Zedkiel…” She says hesitantly and I see the confusion in her eyes as her gaze dips to my h*rd-on that is very obvious in my pants.

“What are you doing?” I ask, raking my eyes over the woman that I am about to claim.

She shakes her head; her heart thudding and I c*ck a brow but say nothing. There’s that vulnerability in her eyes as I approach her. I’m not sure if she’s getting cold feet, but she had tempted the beast and now

there’s no backing out….

running my hands up her arms, but something in her eyes tells me she needs

the syringe that I now take the lid off of, up in front of

between two fingers.

asks, her heart thumping in

you? When you’re already ready to give yourself to me, just as I knew you

syringe and my own smirk fades. “It’s for you to use on me if at any time you feel that I’m losing

why would you-” I

here.” I say, placing the syringe under the pillow

something so appealing about the innocence she radiates as she stands there clinging to me as I slowly unzip the dress that looks so good on her, but one that

along her lips, and she parts them, allowing me entrance at the same time. I slide the dress down her arms, allowing it to fall to the floor. Her breath hitches and she fists my shirt tighter as she kisses me back. My hands run over her bare, smooth back, and my fingers graze the strap to her bra. I throb hard as my arms tighten around her

as I don’t mind giving her a show, and not wanting to be so restricted by these pants she looks nervously at my h*rd-on with a look that changes to obvious

contrasts beautifully with her eyes. She really is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Clad in that satin white bra that has a little silver moon and star latch between her ample breasts with matching. panties, she looks somehow pure and innocent, yet at

like a dessert that I just can’t wait to devour….” I growl

the ravenous hunger I feel like a man starved for far too f*cking long. I kiss her over her breasts. Her arousal smells as good as

move back slightly as I reach down for the clasp on her bra which I unhook. letting her breasts spill out, I throb hard, a

arms around my waist, gripping my shoulders. I play a little longer with her breasts. Her eyes are shut now, and she’s moaning in pleasure, and when I go

run my tongue down her stomach, my hands raking over her hips, and she whimpers when I bite her hip, gently sucking

“Zed!” She whimpers.

can see is her hands on her breasts, breasts that I will do a lot

as I do. I’ve not gone slow with any woman… usually, it’s

I slide her legs out of her panties and toss

they meet mine. There’s a look I don’t understand in them and it feels… too raw. I look away and instead go down on her, cupping those lush thighs as I slide my tongue into

is d*mn good. I can feel my claws come out, feel my aura around me as I flick and suck on her cl*t, her moans a f*cking turn on and it’s taking my all not to f*ck her right now. She’s nearing and I focus on retracting my claws

since I’ve seen her, and

she pulls me close, her nails raking down my

hunger she feels. She sighs softly, her lips

feel of her lips on my skin

for