Kristen's Addiction by Anderson Evangeline

Author:Anderson, Evangeline [Anderson, Evangeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9781419963216
Publisher: Ellora's Cave
Published: 2008-09-01T06:00:00+00:00

Evangeline Anderson

“Didn’t you hear the lady? She said don’t touch.” The voice in my ear was a low, feminine growl that surprised me. I whipped my head to the left to see a woman standing just behind me with her hands on her hips. She had on a red vinyl catsuit that covered her entirely while revealing every curve of her petite but luscious body. Her black hair was cut mannishly short and slicked back with some kind of gel. In her hand she carried a coiled black whip.

“What’s it to you if I touch her or not? You’re not her Master.” The hairy man reached out to me but the woman in the red catsuit caught his hand in hers.

“No,” she said, “But I’m a friend of his. And I know he wouldn’t want your grubby paws on his property.” There was a barely audible crackling sound, like someone snapping dry twigs and suddenly the hairy man was howling and clutching his obviously broken hand to his chest. He looked up at the woman incredulously.

“You bitch—you broke my hand!”

“That’s right.” She smiled pleasantly and this time I saw a hint of fang under her blood-red lipstick. “Maybe that’ll teach you to keep it to yourself next time.” Grabbing my elbow, she turned me around and led me toward the bar at the far end of the club.

“Come on,” she murmured to me, under her breath. “Joe might be a while and he asked me to keep an eye on you.”

“He asked you to what? Who are you?” I asked, wishing I dared try to break away from her. But after what she’d done to the hairy man, I didn’t think it would be a good idea.

She flashed me a grin. “I’m Samantha. Those are my clothes you just got fucked in.

Well, they belong to my slave. Same thing.”

“Oh.” I looked down at the clothes in question, uncertain of what to say. “I’ll have them dry-cleaned before I return them,” I offered weakly.

“Nah, that’s okay. I can have one of my slaves do that.” She smiled again, that disconcertingly white grin, and nodded toward a barstool. “What’s your poison, honey?”

“Huh? Oh, a white wine spritzer will be fine.” I didn’t want too much alcohol clouding my judgment, especially when the need was so strong. Who knew what vampire I might end up with if Joe didn’t come back soon and I got too drunk to think?

Even Samantha was looking good to me and I didn’t swing that way.

She ordered what I wanted along with a red wine for herself and then turned back to me. “All right, so how long have you been with Joe?”

“He’s, uh, been my mechanic for over a year,” I said, feeling like a bug under a microscope with her sharp gaze on me. “But he’s only recently become my primary vamp. Well, he really isn’t that exactly,” I backpedaled. “I mean, he’s acting as if he is, but really he’s just helping me catch the rogue who did this to me in the first place so he can cure me of my addiction.

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