He was out of control, driving fast, and she loved it. Her head tipped back and she moaned as her body took in that frantic rhythm.
His hand slid around her hip. His thumb pushed against her clit.
“You came…from my bite…”
Her eyes flew open. She wanted to see him. Couldn’t in the dark.
“Come again for me. Always, for me.”
She wanted the release to hit. Her body yearned for that pleasure, addicted now, and she was fighting for the climax because it had been so good. Better than anything before—
His thumb pushed against her once more.
“Bite me,” Olivia heard herself whisper. And she was the one to bend back toward him. To put her throat to his mouth.
There was a part of her that was horrified by what she was doing. Offering herself to him. Fucking him so wildly. But that part was small…and quiet.
The lust was dominating. She had no control then.
He bit her.
She erupted. The pleasure was even better this time because his cock was in her and her sex contracted around him. The orgasm was so strong that she couldn’t even scream, couldn’t do anything but shudder in that maelstrom of passion.
Then she felt him inside of her, a long, hot tide of release that just sent after-shocks bursting through her.
He pressed a kiss to her neck. Licked her skin.
She collapsed on him. Her heartbeat was drumming, a thunder that blocked out everything else. Her sex was still contracting around him, and the pleasure had her gasping because it just wouldn’t stop.
Nothing had ever been like that before.
Olivia knew she should have been terrified of the way she was acting. It was too out of control. Too wild. What I always feared.
But with the pleasure around her, with her vampire in her, there was no room for fear.
That would come later. When reason returned.
“The vampire took Dr. Maddox.” Case Killian marched in front of the guards he’d assembled. “They are somewhere on this island, and we will find them.”
“Sir…”
He whirled to face the guard and saw one of the newer recruits, a blond with golden eyes, staring at him with worry etched on his face. “What?”
“How do you know Dr. Maddox is even still alive?”
“We don’t know that.” She’d already been gone for over two hours. Anything could happen in that amount of time. “But until we have her body, we assume that she’s still breathing.”
“Will he turn her?” Another question from another guard.
“I don’t know what the fuck he’ll do.” His breath heaved out. “I just know we have to find them.” And he knew exactly how to do that. The vampire had fled with the woman, but they hadn’t just vanished. They would have left a trail behind. A scent.
There were no tracking dogs on the island, but he had something far better than just a dog.
He had werewolves.
The alphas are the best at tracking.
He knew one alpha in particular that would love to get his hands on Shane. “Bring me David Vincent. Now.” Because it was time to end this hunt.
No one escapes from Purgatory. Not on my watch.
Chapter Five
The best orgasm of Shane’s very long life left him nearly gutted on that cave floor. His hands were locked around Olivia, and he was holding her as tightly as he could.
Because I don’t want her to get away.
The woman had come from his bite. His fucking bite. Not just once. Twice.
Then she’d come a third time when he’d been sunk balls deep inside of her.
Sure, humans had been known to find pleasure in the bite. It could be an aphrodisiac for many, but he’d never had a woman react like Olivia had.
Her sex was still squeezing him.
And he was getting harder for her.
He should probably try to play the gentleman and pull out of her now. The heat of the moment had passed.
Had it?
He rocked his hips against her.
And felt the sudden tension that coursed through Olivia’s delicate body, a body that he hadn’t been able to savor, not yet. He wanted to kiss her, to lick every single inch of her.
I shouldn’t have taken her here. Should have been in a big bed with fucking rose petals or some damn thing like that spread around her.
But after one taste…when her pleasure had rocked through him, there had been no going back.
Olivia’s hands pushed against his chest. She rose up above him, and as she lifted her upper body, her sex pressed down harder against him, around him.
His cock thickened even more within her. One good thing about vamps, stamina was definitely their strong suit.
He caught her hands. Threaded his fingers with hers.
And in the darkness there, he could have sworn that her eyes started to glow.
A djinn.
He couldn’t think about that, about the deadly ramifications if the werewolf’s claim turned out to be true.
She was pushing her hips down against him again, her sex was a hot, wet dream around him, and Shane let go of his control. He wanted the wild rush of pleasure again. He wanted…her. Everything that she had to give. Every fucking thing.
And even as he drove into her, thrusting as deep and hard as he could go, Shane realized the danger he was in.
Because if the stories he’d heard over the years were true, the whispers, the legends…
He could be losing his soul right then, becoming addicted to the sensual power of a djinn.
“There,” David snarled as he stopped and pointed to the old silver grate in the bowels of the prison. “They went in there.”
Case glared at the silver grate. How the hell did the vampire find this place?
“Looks like someone had an escape plan,” David muttered as his gaze slanted toward Case. “I didn’t realize this little spot was here.”
Case shoved the guy against the silver. David howled when the right side of his face hit that grate and burned. “And you’d better forget it, understand?” Yet even as he said the words, he knew it wouldn’t happen. David would tell the others about this discovery. He’d use it, try to escape himself later.
And that’s why I might have to kill the guy when this little hunt is over.
David was useful, and he was also expandable.
The scent of burnt flesh filled the air. Case let the werewolf go, and David jerked back. The glare the werewolf sent Case was full of fury and the promise of retribution.
Like that was supposed to scare him. “Move the grate,” Case directed his guards.
It took four of them to get that heavy grate down, but, it would have been easy for the vamp to move it. With his enhanced strength, the guy had probably just given a little tug and the grate would have popped free.
“Go in,” Case snapped at the werewolf as soon as the opening was clear. “Find them.” Because they had to still be on the island. The ferry wouldn’t arrive for days, and the seaplane hadn’t flown in yet. Wherever you’re hiding, I will find you.
No one had ever escaped from a tracking alpha before.
David led the way into that tunnel. Case followed, and he made sure to keep a tight grip on the remote that controlled David’s silver collar. The collar gleamed in the darkness.
As they followed that long, twisting tunnel, the guards used flashlights to illuminate their path. The sound of water grew stronger and—