Adrian (The Dark Shadows Book 4) by Ariel Marie Read Free Book Online

around his fangs. He needed to hear her say the words.
    “You are mine,” she gasped, as he thrusted harder, deeper, into her. “You belong to me.”
    She grabbed his wrist and bit down hard, drawing his blood into her. He shouted, as lightening coursed through his body. He pumped his release into her as she continued to feed from him.
    Her eyes locked with his and he wouldn’t dare look away. The need to watch her feed from him burned in his chest. She gently released his wrist and slowly licked it, not taking her eyes off him to seal the holes.
    His hips slowed down to a pause, before coming to a complete stop. His cock was nestled deep inside her, and he loved it. They were a perfect fit.
    He was home.
    His mate.
    He gripped her face in his hands and crushed his mouth to hers. She was now his, forever.

Chapter 8
Angel
    I t had been a while since Angel had gotten uninterrupted sleep. Most nights in her neighborhood were filled with the sounds of gunshots, cars backfiring, a scream or two, and it would keep her up most of the time when she was not working. That was why she didn’t mind working at Temptress at night. She stretched and snuggled down deeper into the warm, solid wall of muscle that rested below her. She paused.
    Solid wall of muscle?
    Her eyes flew open, and she stared down at a perfectly sculpted chest, and took in the small sprinkle of light brown hair that was spattered across it. Her hand slid down along the ridges of his abdomen, stopping just at the edge of the blanket. She peeked beneath the blanket, finding him to be very naked.
    Aroused too .
    Her hand snapped the blanket down on his stomach which shook, as if he was holding back his laughter. She took another peek beneath the covers, her eyes widening at the size of his arousal beneath the blanket.
    Laughter finally escaped him. She took a deep breath as the memories began to surface. Adrian joining her in her shower, pressing her up against the wall, taking her blood, and her taking his. Once out of the shower, their lovemaking continued for hours, each of them claiming the other.
    Oh no.
    There was no way that he could be happy, mating with a turned vampire. She was confused at his laughter. She glanced at him and found him staring at her with bright eyes, lined with tears from laughing so hard.
    “Good evening,” Adrian said as she shifted off him. She went to move away, but he caught her. “Where are you going?” he asked, tucking her into his side.
    “Um, good evening,” Angel replied hesitantly. Looking over at the window, she saw that the sun had indeed went down. “Did we do what I think we did?” she whispered.
    He stared down at her for a moment, as if trying to get a read on her emotions. Panic filled her chest, and she was sure she was one second from losing it. She had completed the mating bond, with a prince .
    A freaking vampire prince!
    And not just any prince, but one of the Olaru heirs. The fucking vampire king’s son. Why wasn’t he acting pissed that he was mated to her?
    “Stop,” he demanded, turning on his side to look at her.
    Her small pullout couch was way too small for him. Adrian trying to lie comfortably in her bed would be comical, if she were in a laughing mood. With his height, she was sure that his long legs were hanging off the end.
    “Stop what?” she asked, confused.
    “You’re thinking too much,” he murmured, pushing her hair away from her face. “What is between us was destined by fate.”
    “Fate? But what if fate got us wrong?” she asked. Sitting up, she pushed her hair out of her face. She knew little of mating bonds, but she was not sure if the bond could be broken. “I am beneath you.”
    “No, you were beneath me this morning,” he joked, as he grabbed her and pulled her back to his chest.
    She adored the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around her. Engulfed in his strong embrace, she felt protected, safe, as if she truly mattered in the world. She sniffed him, loving the scent