The Vampyre Legal Chronicles - James by CC MacKenzie Read Free Book Online

tightly closed and he watched her as if he’d never seen her before.
    James tore off his clothes and stripped down to his skin so fast she couldn’t believe it.
    The ten days since she’d seen that muscular body with the enormous shoulders, long, strong legs and his magnificent shaft, felt like weeks.
    He was so much bigger than she remembered and his erection appeared even thicker and full with veins of sheer muscle making it look rock hard.
    Charlotte wondered with a feeling of utter dismay and a rising panic what the hell she’d done to her marriage.
     
    Through nothing more than sheer willpower, James kept his raging vampyre on a choke hold.
    He turned away from the love of his life, turned away from those pleading eyes the color of freshly mown grass and strode into the en-suite bathroom.
    His heart was jack hammering in his chest.
    Stepping under the freezing water of the power shower, his fist attempted to purge the utter fury from his throbbing dick. If he’d carried on he’d have hurt her and he’d rather die before he did such a thing.
    The beast living within him was so outraged by what he’d read in that little black book that it wanted to punish Charlotte, hard. The slap to his vampyre’s masculinity had tipped it over the edge. For too many months James had fought a war of attrition with his vampyre, explaining the next step taken to bring Charlotte into their world, needed to be his wife’s.
    Well, Charlotte had certainly taken a step into the unknown by writing down her deep unhappiness with their sex life and James didn't blame her. In the beginning it had been phenomenal. But his vampyre had always wanted more. Twice the beast had almost taken over and bitten Charlotte while James struggled to keep control. Over time, he'd pulled away from her and his wife was bright enough to realize that in their bed something was wrong with her husband.
    Christ, he thrust his hands through his hair. He’d been so fucking stupid. By trying to protect her, to take his time and gently bring her into their clan, she’d become aware he was holding something back. Charlotte had felt sexually rejected by him. And it was all his own stupid fault. It was all there in black and white.
    According to one entry she’d been having strange and haunting dreams of biting him.
    Another entry mentioned how she adored the smell of his skin, couldn't get enough of the taste of his shaft. And thinking of those entries now was a mistake. A big mistake, because his vampyre had had enough. He groaned in surrender as his fangs shot down from his gums.
    He stalked back into their bedroom.
    She hadn’t moved an inch. Her heart was beating too fast as she watched him as he towel-dried his hair, his body, and all the while his eyes never left her pale face.
    Charlotte’s eyes went wide and her stomach clutched as he strolled over and picked up his striped silk tie off the thick carpet of blue wool the same color as his eyes.
    Those eyes appeared darker, colder.
    She didn’t recognize their expression as he took a long hard look at her.
    He held up the tie.
    His deep voice sounded strange and harsh as he spoke,
    " This , according to your little book, is what you want so why the long face and big eyes? Turn around. Hands behind your back."
    Her eyes flew to his and she bit down hard punishing her bottom lip again when she read a mix of dark desire and determination.
    Oh my God.
    He was going to give her Dirty Little Secret number one?
    Her breasts swelled as her nipples went so rocklike they actually tingled and throbbed, matching the desperate ache burning deep in her belly. Arousal trickled down the inside of her thigh as she turned her back to him and did as he asked.
    At first the tie felt slack between her wrists but then he pulled and it went too tight.
    James spun her round to face him.
    Then his hand came up to tug on her ponytail in a move that jerked her chin high and had her heart fluttering like a trapped bird in her