Darkness Rises (The Dreadfuls Book 1) by Reeve TL & Ryan Michele

Author:Reeve, TL & Ryan, Michele [Reeve, TL]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: R2R Publishing
Published: 2019-03-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Annabelle arrived with Jonah at his mansion, while the others were gathering their supplies to meet at the manor. When the massive, ornate door closed, leaving them all but alone in the house, she turned to him.

“I feel I must apologize for my friends,” she said, slightly ashamed of her friends’ behavior.

Jonah cocked a brow, watching her for a long moment before he responded. “No apology is needed, Miss. Craig. I assure you.”

“Please feel free to call me Annabelle,” she stated as she removed her coat before walking into the library.

“It will be my pleasure.” He paused. “Annabelle.” He drawled out her formal name with a smoothness that had her shivering in need.

She clenched her thighs together, determined to ignore her response to him. Instead, she forced herself to focus on the task at hand. Finding out who brought the horde of zombies to life and activated the ley lines.

“I do not expect acceptance overnight. After all, I am a vampire.” He flashed her a smile, revealing his wicked canines, as if she needed a reminder.

If his intent was to scare her off, it had the opposite effect. She desired him even more. Flashes of him sinking those teeth into her bared neck flowed through her mind. He groaned, pulling his coat over his hips.

“Perhaps. It does not make it correct though. I remained in your home most of the day and survived unscathed. This should be all the proof they need.”

“Not totally untouched,” he reminded her.

She rubbed her slightly swollen lower lip as her gaze found his across the room. He ensnared her. Entranced her.

How long they stood as such, she had no knowledge of it, nor did she care. Her friends would say Jonah mesmerized her with his powers. She knew different. This had nothing to do with him being a vampire and everything to do with him being a man and the undercurrents of desire they felt for each other. It radiated off him in waves, flowing over her, mixing with her own need.

If it was not for hearing the front door opening and the sound of heavy footsteps, announcing the arrival of someone into the foyer, she would have found herself upon the table in front of her, and Jonah between her thighs.

Fucking her.

She would have offered no resistance to him taking her either. She’d have been a willing participant, even baring her neck to him, allowing him to drink from her without a whisper of protest on her part.

None of it happened. It would at some point; she knew this, as did he. She saw the knowledge in his gaze.

Jonah broke eye contact first.

Emmitt loomed in the doorway; he glanced between Jonah and her. She swore she saw a look of regret in Emmitt’s soulful brown eyes. But why?

“Pardon me, Jonah.” Emmitt acknowledged her with a head nod before turning his attention back to Jonah.

“It is all right, Emmitt,” Jonah assured him.

Jonah’s slightly husky voice when he addressed Emmitt had her shivering in anticipation.

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