Free Poisonous Pleasure by Jennifer Salaiz

gasp escaped his mouth and she felt in her fingertips the moment his heart stopped. Air was almost impossible for Marcella to take in while she waited what seemed an eternity for him to change or his heart to start up again, but nothing happened.
    “Oh god, I killed him. Dom, do something!”
    “Marcy, I can’t. He didn’t call to me. I can’t believe he didn’t change. He should have turned into something. He shouldn’t have died. ”
    Marcella desperately shook him, screaming for him to wake up, but he didn’t. His beautiful body lay motionless on the bed. Lifeless. Hiccups wracked her body. Defeated and clueless, she rested her head against his still chest. The smell of his body twisted her stomach until she was sure she was going to be sick with what she’d done.
    The images, memories, everything she’d ever been through with Jason filtered into her mind. He’d trusted her, and look at what she’d done. There was no way she could let him go, ever. He was the biggest part of her life that existed on this earth today and if she couldn’t have her family, she’d have him. Anger and greed took over and she knew what she had to do.
    “I’m taking his soul. He’s mine.”
    “Marcella, do you think that’s a good idea?” Dominic quickly scooted closer to her. The pressure of his hand grabbed her arm making her temporarily stop.
    “I don’t care! I want him with me,” she sobbed. “Don’t you for one minute tell me I can’t have him. I will!” With a hard jerk, she removed her arm from his grasp.
    Gently, she opened his mouth placing her lips against his. An instant connection made her heart accelerate. She waited for his soul, but it didn’t come. Searching inside herself, she willed it to come to her. The air left her lungs so suddenly she gripped to Jason’s shoulders to support herself from collapsing forward.
    Screams filled the room. Marcella felt like her stomach was getting pulled inside out. She tried jerking back from Jason, but her lips were locked to his, just like before with Dominic. Bright light filled the room, dying out the moment her lips broke and she flew back into her mate.
    “What in the hell just happened?” Dominic embraced her tightly.
    The restraints flew from the bed as Jason sat up, his eyes a vibrant gold. Marcella’s mouth parted as she watched the same tribal tattoos she held begin to inch its way up his stomach. The thick dark lines angled off forming what looked like a dragon’s face on his chest. It stopped at the base of his neck and moved down the length of his arms. She stared in shock, bringing her eyes up to the pale, flawless complexion of his face. With the tattoos, he looked older…dangerous, and sexy as hell.
    “Jason, I thought I killed you.” Her breath came out more as a whisper. She threw herself into his arms holding onto him tightly. “Don’t you ever scare me like that again.” Wrapping her legs around his waist, she tried to get as close to him as she could. “If you wouldn’t have come back...”
    “You’ll never lose me now. We’ve got each other for an eternity. God, I wasn’t sure what was happening. I thought I was a goner.” Jason hungrily kissed her, tightening his arms around her waist.
    “I hate to break up the happy reunion, but you both need to take a step back and look at our new situation.”
    They both turned to look at Dominic. “What do you mean? Jason’s not dead. He’s a collector like me. What’s there to look at?”
    “Exactly! Marcella, where are my souls? When you had them, there was a possibility I could at least try to get them back. My mouth isn’t going anywhere near his, sorry.”
    Fingers quickly lifted to her lips. She closed her eyes searching for the souls that rested inside of her. Turning, she looked at Jason. “You took one of them from me.”
    “Yes, I’m not sure how. I just knew I needed a soul as much as I needed to breathe. Without it, I knew my change could never completely ensue. It