A Vampire's Seduction (A Dark Hero Book 1) by Fleur Camacho

Author:Fleur Camacho [Camacho, Fleur]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-19T16:00:00+00:00

As soon as I entered the hallway, the smell of Adelade pulled at me so strong, that instead of going to Lily, I went for Adelade’s room. I could hear the throbbing of her heart, feel the vibration as it tumbled down the hallway to run up my feet and throughout my whole body. I stalked her slowly, making myself unseen as I descended down the hallway. I stood outside her door, my ear to the soft wood, my trembling hand on the knob.

It didn’t make a sound as I opened it and I stood for a moment, catching my breath, as I stared at her sleeping form. She was so innocent, her face childlike and trusting as she slept in the house of the ultimate predator.

I could see the stake tucked under her pillow, likely given her by Bennett. Good. He had warned her sufficiently.

And yet, the side of my mouth lifted at her naïveté. As if she could conquer the strigoi with a stroke of her stake. I could kill her with my pinky finger, her puny little arm held no strength against one such as I.

Her heartbeat picked up as if it knew that I was near, even though I was not visible to the eye. Her instincts were spot on. Her breathing increased and she even cried out, which drew me to the back end of the room for fear of scaring her further. I was worse than anything in her worst nightmare, my cursed living and the powers that I held, she was child’s play under my ministrations. As her blood called to me, I trembled against the back wall, willing my control over my strigoi. The fact that I had already eaten twice tonight wasn’t sufficient for her siren’s call, and I imagined the second it would take to mount her and partake of the most delicious claret known to strigoi. Blood lust: the kind kings went to war for, the real reason women were enslaved, and it bade me taste as she slept helplessly before me. It beaconed to me like I was the slave and it, my master.

I crept closer, step by step, until I could feel her breath on my face and see the trickle of sweat that sprinkled her lips. She moaned again, and I clasped the sheets of the bed. My senses reached out, uncontrollably, to feel her, to know her. I wanted to know what was in her mind, her heart. What caused her to sweat and to cry out, even though she lay unconscious?

She cared for her father, and hid her grief by working to the bone to clean my house. My house. Anger flooded through my body. My servants were given instructions that she was not to work, but to be served like royalty. She cared for Sophie and Lula, and even held a touch of concern for the people who served me, even though they treated her with disdain. She worried about them and their safety and felt that they treated her unfairly because of the rumors about her mother.

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