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“I’m not sure I can do that,” she said.
He moved so fast she didn’t have time to gasp. Grabbing the chain between her manacled wrists, he put her hands over her head and held them in place.
“You don’t have a choice, now.”
Chapter 3
KERI'S BODY TREMBLED, her breath coming in ragged pants as the pheromones overpowered her senses. The intensity of lust surged through her like molten lava, obliterating every thought and instinct save one: she needed Joshua with a ferocity that bordered on madness.
She moaned, straining against the cold iron manacles and his unmovable strength. Her eyes burned into his, a desperate plea for release—from both the chains that held her captive and the insatiable hunger consuming her from within.
“Can you at least talk dirty to me?” she panted.
"Are you fucking serious?" Joshua growled, his eyes dark with lust.
Keri nodded, her eyes half-lidded and dominated by the pulsating lust that clawed at her. "Yes," she gasped, her voice hoarse with need. "Please."
His expression was a mix of hunger and frustration, and he leaned in close to her ear.
"Imagine what I could do to you, love," he whispered hoarsely, his voice like gravel in her ear. "Imagine the wicked, dark pleasure I could give you, only if you let me. The things I could do to your body, the places I could touch, the ways I could make you scream my name." He paused, allowing the words to sink in.
Keri's breath hitched, her body shaking with unrelenting need. She could feel the heat of his body against her, the hardness of his erection pressed against her leg. Her heart pounded, her mind spiraling in the haze of their mutual desire.
"Imagine me running my hands up and down your body, exploring every inch, every curve. My fingers tracing the line of your jaw, your neck, your collarbone. Can you feel it?"
Keri's breath hitched, her body reacting to his words with a helpless shudder. "Yes," she moaned, her voice a ragged plea. "I can feel it."
"Now, imagine me kissing you, tasting you, worshipping your body with my mouth. Nibbling and sucking on your sweet spots, making you writhe with desire. Can you feel that, love?"
Keri's breath hitched, her eyes widening as the images he painted came to life in her mind. "Yes," she cried out. He was going to make her come just by talking. “Kiss me. Please, just one kiss.”
He tensed for a moment, then leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, his tongue slipping between her parted lips. His touch was tantalizingly slow and deliberate, each movement sending shivers of pleasure through her veins. Their tongues danced together. His taste filled Keri's senses as their mouths clashed in a desperate dance of desire.
A low, feral growl rumbled in his chest, and his fangs grazed her tongue. She gasped and arched against the hard planes of his body. He pulled his mouth from hers.
"We have to stop," Joshua murmured, his voice strained. "If we don't, I'm going to bite and fuck you."
Keri's heart clenched at his words, but there was no denying the truth in them. As much as she wanted him – needed him – she knew that they were walking a razor's edge between passion and peril. The lines between reality and fantasy had become blurred, leaving her uncertain of what was genuine and what was a product of the drug coursing through her veins. That’s what her mind said. However, her body had other thoughts.
"Please," she whispered. "I need you. I can't breathe without you."
“No. This is giving them what they want.” He abruptly let go and stepped back.
As soon as he stopped touching her, though, Keri's vision blurred as a wave of pain slammed into her.
"Something's wrong." She doubled over, feeling a torturous burn spread across her body. "It hurts." It felt like lightning had struck her heart.
Joshua winced and held his head. “I know what this is. Anatole Vasile has damned us both.”
Keri screamed and curled into a fetal position as another arc of lighting lit up her nerves in agony.
"The drug is eating you up from the inside," he muttered. "Those Vasile bastards have created a chemical mating bond. You need me, or you'll die... And so will I. Fuck!" He clenched his fists.
“I don’t know what that means,” she sobbed. “It hurts. It hurts so bad.”
“It will get worse. We’ll die in agony, and it will take a long fucking time.” He barked out a humorless laugh. “And again, the Vasiles will be blameless to my clan if I die as a rejected mate.”
“I don’t want to die,” she gritted out.
