Blood Hunger (An Adult Paranormal Romance) (Deathless Night Series #1) by L.E. Wilson Page A
Authors: L.E. Wilson
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immediate family; she was not about to give them up that easily. She didn’t care how hot he was. Or how lonely she was.
He ran a hand frustratingly through his hair and started over again. He seemed to know he was totally blowing this. “I’m sorry, you’re completely right. My name is Nik, or actually, Nikulas. Nikulas Kreek.” He held out his hand.
She regarded that hand warily for a moment, and then hesitantly placed her own small one inside his much larger one. He closed his fingers firmly around hers, the skin on skin contact instantly causing electric pulses to run right up her arm, and straight down to her groin, where she felt a rush of wetness between her legs.
Her eyes snapped up to his, and her breathing became hindered as their gazes locked. Her heart pounded in her chest, her blood rushing through her veins.
She squeezed her thighs together to try to relieve the yearning between her legs that hadn’t totally gone away since this man had entered the bar, and was oh, so much worse now.
Really, what is wrong with me?
He inhaled sharply, his nostrils flaring slightly, and she watched as those strange eyes of his seemed to shine even brighter. The muscles on the side of his jaw bulged out as he clenched his jaw, and his hand tightened around hers.
So. She wasn’t the only one affected by the touch. Good to know.
***
Nik nearly groaned aloud as the scent of her arousal hit him, the thought of her wet and aching almost making him forget they were in a public place with watchful eyes. His body hardened as his blood sped up to match the flow of hers. His gums ached, his fangs descending, as he fought the need to pierce her soft skin. He struggled to get himself under control as he clung to her small hand, afraid to move for fear of what he might do.
But then Emma abruptly pulled her hand from his, and at the loss of it he curled his own hand in on itself to try to keep the warmth of her there.
Delicately clearing her throat, she repeated, “So, Nikulas, I ask again, who are you? Where did you come from? Because I know you’re not from around here.”
Nik discreetly rubbed the heel of his other hand over his throbbing erection and tried to concentrate on the conversation. “Originally? I was born in Estonia. But my brother and I, and some others in our family, have been here quite a long time.” He paused, contemplating how much to reveal about himself. “We actually live in Seattle, Washington.”
“And what brings you all the way here to PA?” Emma asked.
Having discreetly readjusted himself in his jeans to a slightly more comfortable position, he focused again on her lovely face. “You.”
“Me?” she scoffed. “Forgive me if I have a hard time believing you. I’m just a small town girl, living a very unexciting life. How could you possibly have any interest in me?”
“Because that brother I mentioned? He’s missing too. And I think he’s with your sister, and I think you can help me when we get to them.” He held up a hand as she opened her mouth to interrupt him. “Just hold on. I’ll answer your questions, but first, I need you to tell me exactly what happened the night your sister went missing. Everything. No matter how unimportant or unbelievable you think it is. You might be shocked at how little surprises me.”
He watched as her thoughts and emotions flitted across her expressive features at his words. Doubt, confusion, hope, and finally…joy.
“I knew it!” She slammed her hands on the table again. “I knew she wasn’t dead!” A full on, dazzling smile broke out across her face, and Nik’s lungs stopped working altogether.
Fucking hell. That smile lit up her entire face, her eyes sparkling with elation. He found himself unable to look away, even if he’d wanted to.
It
He ran a hand frustratingly through his hair and started over again. He seemed to know he was totally blowing this. “I’m sorry, you’re completely right. My name is Nik, or actually, Nikulas. Nikulas Kreek.” He held out his hand.
She regarded that hand warily for a moment, and then hesitantly placed her own small one inside his much larger one. He closed his fingers firmly around hers, the skin on skin contact instantly causing electric pulses to run right up her arm, and straight down to her groin, where she felt a rush of wetness between her legs.
Her eyes snapped up to his, and her breathing became hindered as their gazes locked. Her heart pounded in her chest, her blood rushing through her veins.
She squeezed her thighs together to try to relieve the yearning between her legs that hadn’t totally gone away since this man had entered the bar, and was oh, so much worse now.
Really, what is wrong with me?
He inhaled sharply, his nostrils flaring slightly, and she watched as those strange eyes of his seemed to shine even brighter. The muscles on the side of his jaw bulged out as he clenched his jaw, and his hand tightened around hers.
So. She wasn’t the only one affected by the touch. Good to know.
***
Nik nearly groaned aloud as the scent of her arousal hit him, the thought of her wet and aching almost making him forget they were in a public place with watchful eyes. His body hardened as his blood sped up to match the flow of hers. His gums ached, his fangs descending, as he fought the need to pierce her soft skin. He struggled to get himself under control as he clung to her small hand, afraid to move for fear of what he might do.
But then Emma abruptly pulled her hand from his, and at the loss of it he curled his own hand in on itself to try to keep the warmth of her there.
Delicately clearing her throat, she repeated, “So, Nikulas, I ask again, who are you? Where did you come from? Because I know you’re not from around here.”
Nik discreetly rubbed the heel of his other hand over his throbbing erection and tried to concentrate on the conversation. “Originally? I was born in Estonia. But my brother and I, and some others in our family, have been here quite a long time.” He paused, contemplating how much to reveal about himself. “We actually live in Seattle, Washington.”
“And what brings you all the way here to PA?” Emma asked.
Having discreetly readjusted himself in his jeans to a slightly more comfortable position, he focused again on her lovely face. “You.”
“Me?” she scoffed. “Forgive me if I have a hard time believing you. I’m just a small town girl, living a very unexciting life. How could you possibly have any interest in me?”
“Because that brother I mentioned? He’s missing too. And I think he’s with your sister, and I think you can help me when we get to them.” He held up a hand as she opened her mouth to interrupt him. “Just hold on. I’ll answer your questions, but first, I need you to tell me exactly what happened the night your sister went missing. Everything. No matter how unimportant or unbelievable you think it is. You might be shocked at how little surprises me.”
He watched as her thoughts and emotions flitted across her expressive features at his words. Doubt, confusion, hope, and finally…joy.
“I knew it!” She slammed her hands on the table again. “I knew she wasn’t dead!” A full on, dazzling smile broke out across her face, and Nik’s lungs stopped working altogether.
Fucking hell. That smile lit up her entire face, her eyes sparkling with elation. He found himself unable to look away, even if he’d wanted to.
It
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