Blood's Fury (Deadly Beauties 1)

"Because you think you are," he says as he shuts the door behind him, blocking out the music.

The quieter air outside leaves us alone with what's about to happen. The weight on my chest grows to be unbearable as I nod and let a few tears trickle free.

"Because Amy's a bitch? Baby, we can get out of here for a while. I'll let the others deal with housebreaking Amy. Just come back in with me, and we'll pack a bag right now."

He's making this so much harder. Why does he have to be so perfect for me if I can't be with him? It's not fair.

More tears fall as I stare at the dark lake in front of me. His hand slides up my back, and I fall apart.

"Alyssa, I know you've got a lot on you right now," he coos. He pulls me into his arms as I continue to weep into my hands, shielding my pain from his eyes. "Don't push me away."

I have to.

"Kane, let's end this before it gets too hard to end. Before we get hurt," I whimper.

He just pulls me tighter, bringing me so close he's all I can smell, feel, or taste. My tears just fall that much harder.

"It's impossible to end, Alyssa. As for getting hurt, you're already crying, and I'm already in love."

My heartbeat stops momentarily before springing back to life and rushing around in a frenzy. My ears buzz, making me worry I've lost my mind. There's no way something this incredible yet catastrophic is happening right now.

"Kane, don't say something you don't mean just because you're afraid of losing-"

His lips find mine before I can finish. The heated trails of tears on my cheeks only grow in abundance. He lifts me up and puts me on the rail of the deck as he slides between my legs.

"I'm not," he murmurs against my lips. "I mean it, Alyssa. I'm in love with you."

My head spins like I'm on some ride where gravity is manipulated and toyed with. My stomach is in my head, and my heart is in my toes right now. I'm a disarrayed arrangement of complicated emotions to go along with all the rest of the crazy.

My brain, heart and mouth don't converse before impulsively releasing, "I love you, too."

That's all it takes for his soft kiss to become devouring, desperate, and completely overpowering. His hands slip to my hair to pull me in harder, and I taste blood when the bruising kiss becomes too much.

My heartbeat quickens as the inflaming desire for him suddenly intensifies all the more - the flames becoming almost surreal in comparison to anything I've ever felt. Everything in my body burns for his touch with a depth I've only ever felt once before.

My legs tighten around his waist as all my weight becomes his to bear. He effortlessly pulls me away from the railing as he carries me back into the noisy house. Some wild song about rough sex blares as our entangled passion continue

s, only adding to the ambience.

"Kane, I'm sorry," Amy's voice interjects as we make our way to the bedroom.

If I could pull back, I would. The moment should be soured after hearing her speak, but it's as if my mind has left me alone with my hormones that have kicked into overdrive.

He does pull back, almost breathless as he does so, and mutters, "I don't care."

Her eyes narrow at me, but I don't acknowledge her. His lips find mine again as we finally find his room. The door slams behind us, and the bed slaps my back as he tosses me to it.

Greedily, I grab at him, ready for him to be melded to my body. His devilish smirk pushes me into a desperate gasp, until his mouth finds my body. I reach for his zipper, but he pushes my hands to the side.

"Not yet," he murmurs against my neck as he slides my shirt over my head.

His lips trail down my chest, paying my breasts some attention just barely before going farther down. His hot breath dampens my skin as he hovers over my pants.

I finally feel the relief of my pants being slid down, and then I feel his warm mouth covering me at the apex of my thighs. His tongue... oh his tongue is incredible.

I moan before I realize what I'm doing as he comes to fully rest between my legs. Grabbing me at the hips, he presses his face against me all the more, making me try to buck in response, but he holds me down.

Forced to endure the ecstasy, my hands tangle in his hair to draw him into me even more. That only stirs his wicked tongue that much more as he pushes me to the brink of heaven. My legs stiffen, warning me I'm almost there, and I'll use my magic on anyone who tries to break up this moment.