His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 26

26. Temptation

ZEDKIEL.

She surprised me.

I wasn’t expecting her to win against Maryka, sure I was hoping that she’d be able to try better against her than she would against me since she seemed to be terrified of hitting me without having a mental breakdown in the process. But she had impressed me. She showed far more potential than I had even hoped for. 1

I just need her to stop acting so fucking afraid of me, although I don’t blame her… the urge to devour her entirely is always there, and the hunger for her blood is growing with each passing day and I know it is wrong. No vampire drinks the blood of a supernatural… It’s taboo.

We enter our quarters and I lock the door,

letting go of her wrist and tossing my shirt down. “Run the bath.”

Her heart’s pounding, but she doesn’t disobey and walks off. My eyes flash

when I see the bruises on her back;

Maryka aimed to hurt, she is a practised fighter and instead of treating it as a sparring match and using her fighting techniques, she instead was attacking to hurt. Did she feel threatened by Evangeline? Or me?

My anger rises as I walk through to the bedroom, the sound of running water

reaching my ears. I’m putting Evangeline in the line of fire, and I know that. Taking

her as my Luna is going to cause issues and put her in danger. Everyone wants that crown, and they can’t hurt me, but they will try to hurt her to get to me.

I silently watch her through the gap in the open bathroom door, she’s not in my

line of sight but her reflection shows in the mirror. She’s sitting on the edge of

the tub, running her fingers through the

water. Her face is solemn, and she

appears to be lost in thought. She had opened her hair, which had already been

pulled from its tie thanks to Maryka, and

she now runs her fingers through it.

There is a risk to what I’m doing, but I

don’t have any other option… There is a rage within me, one that always gets the

better of me and results in the death of

every woman that comes close to me.

When I do take women to bed, even when

I feel in control, they still end up dead. No

matter how hard I try to rack my brain,

the last thing I always remember is fucking them and then it’s a blank. I wake

up with them dead. 2

I want her… want to feel every inch of her

body and to fuck her in every position

possible but at the same time there is a

part of me that fears what may happen if

I do… I have never wanted a woman as much as I want her. I and the beast within me both feel a pull to her and deep down, I still wonder if she can be my mate. I had felt something when I touched her, but without her wolf, I can’t be so sure.

I enter the bathroom, and she looks up, her heart skipping a beat. I don’t say anything, my gaze going to the tub,

which is almost full. She has added

something to it, I can smell it, it isn’t

unpleasant, but it is also not something I am used to. I frown slightly, looking at

the bottles she has placed on the side. Massage oils?

“I thought they would help when I give you a massage.” She says, answering my unasked question.

“Were you planning on giving me a massage?” I ask, untying the string on

my sweatpants, making her avert her gaze, her heart beating fast as her cheeks

flush.

“No… I mean, unless you want me to.”

She mumbles.

at times it’s almost as

me, at others I’m not so

way, I can’t blame her.

ripples inside of me. “Strip.” My command comes

of her heart.

up and slowly reaches for

she strains her arm,

us, grabbing her top and lifting it up

before tossing it aside. She stands there in her bra, her heart thumping as my gaze lingers on her breasts. I

breasts, my thumbs pressing against

buds.

I growl, pinching them. She doesn’t respond, her eyes fluttering shut,

and I

me away. My anger rises and I frown at

almost as if I’m jealous. No,

just possessive.

bath I-I’ll get undressed.”

from my touch.

seemed to rise within me. I get into the tub, sitting back against the side, I place my arms on the

heart thumps as

Her eyes slowly flick up

before she blushes and

those jeans.

on her creamy skin that do nothing for the

as she wraps her

her lingerie. I

her, smirking.

Nice ass…

on,” I state

of a smile on

Great.

tub and gets

in front of me, and she tries to squeeze in between them. I

she refuses to ask me to as

on the tips of

yank her onto my lap.

squeaks, but her arms snake around

tries to stop herself from crashing into me. Her

my chest and our faces are inches

heart pounds as she

position, straddling me. Her

our position, and

a groan when she presses

my cock.

the urge to tear her

stronger.

and doesn’t

Even if she tries, I won’t let her. I don’t move my

rest my head back.

to focus on her pussy, rubbing against my

fucking self-restraint… I was a saint just for being able to control myself from not fucking the woman who was teasing me yet refusing to give

don’t move and soon she relaxes against me. It is soothing, and I slowly wrap my arms around her, pulling her against me. She doesn’t fight,

scent is welcoming, intoxicating

yet soothing. The sound

a faint

so fucking turned on, I may have

ask you

after a while.

keeping my

more relaxed

at her.

I cut it off not wanting to scare her.

my eyes, looking directly into

tawny hazel ones. “Because I

eyes widen and I stare

her the truth? Or

lie?

her to believe me and

Either answer

I could appear a

that I am, or I

was more ideal but… “I won’t

I do end up killing

remember is fucking them… then I wake up to a room full of blood and shredded body

run my hand up her back, her eyes locked with mine

face, but to my surprise, I don’t smell the fear from her.

believe that.” She

not to believe?” I ask, tilting my head and looking at

I not dead then?”

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