Bound By Blood (Bound #1)(14)
Author: Cynthia Eden

They tumbled back on the bed. Her mouth stayed on him. He shoved off her jeans.

She hadn’t bothered with underwear. Good. That made things so much easier. Her tongue swiped over the smal wound she’d made on his flesh. He shuddered against her. “Oh, damn…” His head rose, and he stared down at her. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen in his life.

No way would he be heading into hel without having her once more. Jace thrust into her in one long, hard drive. Her gasp fil ed his ears, made him al the wilder, as her legs wrapped around him. Morgan arched her body and met him, thrust for thrust.

Faster, faster.

Their eyes held. Their breaths heaved out.

Her body was tight and slick, and Jace’s thin control slipped away with every sensual move of her body.

He took her mouth even as he took her body.

Nothing was as good as this.

Her sex clenched around him when she came, and he felt the ripples of her release al along the length of his cock. Stil he thrust. Deeper. As far as he could go—

“My turn,” Morgan whispered.

In the next instant, Jace was on his back, and she rose above him. Then she rode him, her movements as wild as his, and he knew, he knew he’d never find anyone else like her. He heaved up and took her breast in his mouth. The nipple was pink and sweet, and he scored her flesh with his teeth.

They both liked to bite.

This time, when she came, he erupted with her. Pleasure had him going nearly blind. He held onto her as tightly as he could.

The drumming of his heartbeat fil ed his ears. Morgan gasped his name, and he was pretty sure he’d shouted hers.

The pleasure faded slowly. The ravenous need met, they stared at each other.

Jace realized this moment was important, but damned if he knew what he should say to her.Morgan didn’t climb off him. She stayed there, and her pale skin seemed to shine.

From the pleasure? His blood?

“If we keep this up,” she final y said as her hands slid over his chest. “You could get me pregnant.”

That was the plan. Or it had been. To have a child with a vampire’s immortality and a wolf’s brutal strength. A child to rule them al .

But now…

Was that ever really the true plan? Or just an excuse he’d made to have her?

“Could you love a child that was part vampire?”

I already love her mother. I have for years. Instead of answering her, he asked,

“Could you ever love an animal?”

She blinked. Now her fingers rose and traced just under his jaw. “I don’t see an animal.”

The woman could break him.

Fuck, how had this become confession time? “Hel ’s waiting.” As much as he wanted to ignore the devil at the door, he couldn’t. Slowly, he eased away from her body. He rose, snagged his jeans, and dressed. His eyes couldn’t seem to stay off her. She climbed from the bed. Didn’t dress, but did grab his arm. “I’m not letting you go in alone.”

His body iced. “That wasn’t the deal.” He knew. He’d been the one to go to the Council and lay out the scheme. “I’m the one who goes in, who closes that bitch from the inside. You were the one who was supposed to—”

But she gave a sad shake of her head, interrupting him, and confessed, “I was the one who was supposed to betray you and make sure that the doorway closed with you trapped inside.”

Chapter Six

Sonofabitch. He’d wondered…and had known that the vampires gave in too easily to his demands. “Let me guess—Devon’s plan?”

“Devon hates wolves.” A faint shrug lifted her shoulders. “He told the others I would go in as an assassin. Fool you, take your blood, and get strong enough to close the door.”

His claws were out. “So why are you confessing to me? Seems like one fine plan.”

And he’d been such a blind fool. Wanting her, needing her so much, and she would have just—

“Because it was never my plan.” Her gaze locked on him. “But maybe those memories haven’t come to you yet.”

What? “I only saw you change Paul.” He’d seen it, like a living nightmare in his head. Her, running into that al ey. Finding the bloody mess that was Paul, with stab wounds al over his body and a knife shoved into his throat.

He’d wanted to live…

“When we find that doorway,” she told him, voice calm, “I am going in with you—and we’re both coming out. That’s the new deal.”

He swal owed. “Why?”

“Because I won’t let you face hel alone.” Now her expression changed. Softened.

“And if I need to, I’l haul your ass out myself. I just found you, wolf, and I’m not about to lose you.”His fingers slid under the thick weight of her hair as he tilted her head back.

“You won’t.” He kissed her. Long, hard, hot. Kissed her and wanted her again. Soon…

soon he’d have her forever.

If he managed to survive the night.

***

The vamps and the wolves hadn’t kil ed each other. Morgan thought that was a good sign. Wel , mostly good.

When she and Jace re-entered the great room, the wolves were stil lined up on the left, and the vamps were glaring on the right. The vamps seemed a bit cockier now, probably because they were gaining strength from the setting sun.

Two of the wolves held the now conscious demon. The guy’s face was broken and bloody, so it looked like the wolves had been enjoying some play time. Louis raised a brow. “Al better now?”

Jace growled at him.

But, actual y, yes, she was better. One hundred percent better. Power seemed to pulse in her veins. If this rush would come to her each time that she and Jace exchanged blood, then she’d make sure they exchanged every day for the rest of her life. Since she planned to spend al of her days and nights with him, an exchange wouldn’t be a hardship at al .

Her blood would enable him to live longer. Human mates who sipped from their vampire lovers could stay young and strong as long as they had that blood supply.

She’d make sure Jace fed wel and often.

“You’re feeding a dog?” The demon spat blood on the ground at Jace’s feet.

“Vampire, don’t you know better than to—”

Jace lunged and grabbed the demon around his throat. “I’m going to slice you open.”

The demon just laughed. “I’ve been in hell, ass**le. You can’t do anything to me that hasn’t already been done.”