Duella Book 3: The Witch and the Vampire Series by Fawn Lowery Page B

had to be dealt with forthwith.
    She moaned and increased her bucking, wrapping her legs around his thrusting hips and digging her nails into his back. “You give me much pleasure, Duella .” She came then, releasing a guttural moan as the sensations of orgasm filled her body.
    Duella increased his thrusts, bringing himself to the apex of climax. He closed his eyes while the orgasm shot through his insides. He pinned Miriam to the dirt, milking his cock until it was limp and all the sensations of climax had waned from his body. Only then, did he heave a big sigh and roll to his side, clutching her tightly against his chest.
    “You are very possessive, my lover.” She laughed softly.
    He hadn’t realized he might be giving her such an impression with his actions. He loosened his grip, but he didn’t release her altogether. “Tell me what happened to frighten you so badly at the library last night.”
    She shuddered, her body shaking violently.
    Duella felt her fright and tightened his arm around her waist, hugging her close. “You’re safe. I assure you. I’ll protect you.” I sound so certain. Can I really protect her from the likes of Drucella ? The witch is ruthless and not to be underestimated.
    Miriam turned in his arms. A smile graced her lips. She stroked his cheek with one palm. “You are very kind, Duella . I am glad you found me.” She kissed him softly, her lips moving tenderly against his. “And your offer of protection is very appreciated. But we both know that as vampires, we are very vulnerable during the daylight hours.” She drew in a long breath.
    Duella felt her concern. “What is it? Tell me what troubles you.”
    She stared at him.
    He tried to convey his reassurance with the caress of his hands along her body.
    “Please, Duella . I must go and feed. I feel fatigued.”
    He released her so she could leave their bed of soil. He lay on his back and watched her stand, then cross to the staircase leading up from the cellar. A feeling of loss encompassed his insides. For a second, he questioned the sensation, then hurried to catch up with Miriam. He shouldn’t let her go out alone—not with Drucella lurking about ready to do them harm. He caught Miriam at the door of the old house and took her elbow, pulling her to a halt. “We will feed together tonight, Miriam.”
    She smiled and nodded her head.
    They rose into the dark sky, silently, quickly. Duella held her hand and together they moved toward the old section of the city. The sounds of loud music came to their ears as they spied the lights of several bars below. A parade of people moved about the narrow streets, talking and laughing.
    Victims are plentiful. Duella urged Miriam into the shadows of an alleyway and pressed her into a small niche between two buildings. “Wait here.”
    He left her after hearing her promise she would wait for him and ventured into the street, merging with the foot traffic. After watching her disrobe for the two men she drank from last night, he intended to bring her a victim so he wouldn’t have to think of her showing her body to anyone else. He grimaced as he felt a flicker of caring waft through his insides. He would be wiser not to become involved with the she vampire—but circumstances seemed to dictate otherwise.
    He clamped a hand atop a broad shoulder of a man and turned his feet in reverse, guiding him through the moving crowd and into the alley where Miriam waited. Unable to react because of the trance Duella placed him in, the man walked right up to Miriam and bent his head to one side, as though inviting her to drink his blood.
    Miriam hissed and lunged at the man, sinking her fangs into his vein and clinging to his back with her long talons. Duella stood nearby and listened to her suck the man’s blood, greedily, noisily. His own thirst was immense, but he contained his blood lust, keeping a close eye on Miriam so that she didn’t drain the victim’s body in her exuberance.
    Finally, growing