vampireinthebasement by Crymsyn Hart Read Free Book Online

bottled passion. Mmm ...”
    Tris shook his head, not believing what he heard. “Get out of my head. Out of my dream!”
    She frowned, and a small divot formed between her perfectly arched brows. “As you wish, but remember what I said.” Daniella kissed his cheek and backed away, fading into the background.
    Tris opened his eyes and jumped. The deep tones of Type O Negative whispered in his ear. He ripped off the headphones and flung them to the floor. Peering around the room, Daniella was not there. He patted his groin and found his erection had been satisfied. The echoes of her touch lingered. He tried to shake them off, but the longer he thought about her lips on his cock and her kissing his neck, the phantom pain of old wounds came alive. Caillech’s vibrant eyes flashed in his vision along with the times she had...well, those times were behind him, but the dark pleasure lingered. She will not use me for her devious whims. I don’t care what Joe said; her fangs are going to be mounted on my wall.
     
    * * * *
    Daniella awoke suddenly when she felt something burning against her throat. She opened her eyes and stared into the coldest blue eyes she had ever seen, burning with hate. The silver of the blade was searing her. If it was left there, it would eventually eat away at her flesh. Maybe that was what he was aiming for. Fear crept through her body until it gripped her tongue that she could not spit out the words locked within her mind. All she could do was lie still and gaze into the eyes of the man who wanted her dead.
    “That’s right. Wake up, you scheming bitch! I don’t care what Joe says. Your head is mine. Now get up.”
    She nodded and put her hands up, trying to rise from the cot without the weapon cutting even more into her skin. Even when she moved, Tris made sure she knew the silver dagger was still against her flesh ready to take her head. Fear had her in its grip, but she could form words now.
    “W-what did I do?”
    He smirked. “Like you don’t know.” Tris backed her up against a wall.
    The anger in his eyes was more than rage. Daniella saw his red face, the tendons standing out in his neck, and the veins pounding in his temples. He was ready to burst and barely holding on to whatever control he had. “I-I don’t. Enlighten me at least before you kill me.”
    “You put a spell on me and seduced me in my sleep. How dare you invade the sanctuary of my mind! ”
    Shock hit her, but the pieces of the puzzle finally came together at what he was talking about. “Oh no!” She closed her eyes, and the fragments of her dreams came back together and formed into a cohesive picture. Daniella hung her head. She licked her lips and remembered the taste of him on her tongue. The wonderful salty taste of his flesh and his cock with the blood that surged through both spiked her hunger. Her throat went dry, and her fangs tingled. She was not going to let the thirst get the better of her. That was one reason she was different than the others, and the hunger did not rule her.
    “Oh no is right. Is that all you have to say? How did you do it? Tell me so I can ward against it, so that it never happens again with one of your kind.”
    “If you could take the sword away from my neck, I’ll explain. This was not intentional. I think I deserve to explain before you chop my head off.” She got over her terror and put her hands on her hips. If she was going to be beheaded, she was going to defend her honor and she was going to go down swinging. She was getting tired of Tris treating her like a piece of dirt.
    “I don’t think so.”
    She gritted her teeth, wrapped her hand around the blade, and wrenched it from his hand. The silver stung and scorched her flesh. Daniella flung it across the room so it landed in one of the punching bags. Tris stared at her as though he could not believe it. She could not believe it either, but she was not going to fall prey to him. No one would walk all over her when she was