Buried Passion by Marianne Willis

Author:Marianne Willis [Willis, Marianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, dark paranormal, vampire
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2017-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The proof stared him in the face. Ian staggered backward, elbows pummelled the dirt on impact. Every fibre in his body had responded to Rachel, but she bore no mark. And yet his heart pumped fast and relentless for her, his cock hardened ready to sink inside her again. He rebuffed the idea this need she evoked could simply be sated by sexual fulfilment. Before they made love, his emotions had amplified. There was a connection between them. A strong one. It had to mean more than lust. At least, he believed it was their bond. With a shaky hand, he raked his short hair.

“I assumed we shared the same mark.” He blew out a breath. “I’m sorry, Rachel. I believed you were my chosen mate.” On his feet, he buttoned up his jeans.

Rachel’s gaze centred on the ground as though answers would spring up from the cold dirt. She seemed lost, in a daze, unconcerned with her nakedness or the winter chill. None of this made any sense.

“Why did you check for my birthmark? How’d you know it’d be there?”

Her head snapped up like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Rachel,” he insisted, stepping closer. “Why did you fall at my feet and check for my birthmark?”

“I didn’t…” She cleared her throat. “I wanted you. Your blood was so titillating, and I needed to have you.”

“But you backed away,” he drove his point home. “You seemed surprised.”

“I know how you feel about vampires, and didn’t want to scare you off. Then you…”

Even in the darkness he could make out the blush on her cheeks.

“…you took me.”

Ian wanted to believe something still didn’t add up. But there was no denying he misread the situation. Rachel didn’t know about his mark. And why would she? He never told her its location. Idiot. So caught up in his lust-craze, he never thought to check first for the mark. Now he’d gone and screwed up everything. Ian snatched his shirt and tossed it her way. “Here, there’s a blood stain, but it’s still wearable.”

Face scrunched with confusion, she covered her naked breasts. She looked so beautiful, even with the little light from the moon through the cluster of bare trees. The tension between them grew thick and suffocating. Rachel avoided his gaze, donned the shirt, and tugged up her pants.

Desire still stirred within. If he’d discovered the truth before they had sex, would he have stopped? No. He froze at the secret admission. Regardless of who and what she was, he wanted her.

“You told me your mate died.”

He sighed. Man, how confused she had to be. “Werewolves carry birthmarks and their mates share the same mark as them. A few months back, my birthmark formed into a scar. For my kind, that means a mate is dead.”

“But the mark isn’t a scar.”

Her grated words shot through him. Could he blame her? Despite what she might think, he didn’t use her. Passion had consumed him. He’d wanted nothing more than to drown in her scent, her heat, the taste of her skin…all of it.

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