Free Poisonous Pleasure by Jennifer Salaiz Page B
Authors: Jennifer Salaiz
idea.” Marcella yawned, cuddling deeper into her boyfriend.
Looking at her wearily, Dominic narrowed his eyes. “We should all go to bed. Tomorrow’s going to be a long day and an even longer night. We’ll need to test your powers, teach you to shift on command, and the best thing of all, materialization.”
He got off the bed and stretched. I’ll be in my room. If you need anything let me know.”
Marcella wasn’t sure why, but her hand unconsciously reached for him. “Wait.” Looking at Jason, Marcy watched as he just rolled his eyes and smiled. Relief filled her knowing he understood the need to be close to her demon mate.
“I’ll scoot over. Dom, get on the other side of Marcella. She doesn’t want you to leave and oddly enough, it doesn’t seem to bother me so much anymore if you stay.”
“Really? It must be the connection you two have. When you took in her blood, you probably took in everything that makes her who she is. She’s connected to me. Therefore, so are you. It might be impossible for us to hate each other. Pity. Now that you’re not human, I could have shown you what a real fight looks like.”
Jason laughed. “You still can. I’m dying to test my new strength.”
“Excellent. Tomorrow we’ll test each other. The job of protecting Marcella is up to us. No one is to know there are collectors in the midst. Your lives depend upon it. If word gets out, you can bet people will come. When someone feels threatened, they attack and ask questions later. No one likes to feel unsafe.
“Just a caution, in case one of you leaves before you’re told. In public, never bare your tattoos. Not many of us supernaturals know what you are, but they’ll know you’re not human, and not one of the ordinary. That will leave them asking questions, and we don’t want to risk the suspicion.”
Jason looked at Dom, but nodded toward Marcella. “We’ll be safe. Speaking of tattoos, I noticed Marcella has wings covering her back. Do you know what they mean?”
“Not a clue. I’m pretty sure they’re just part of her collector. Kind of like the dragon on your chest, just decorations.”
Marcella yawned again and laid down against the pillows. “Enough for tonight. Let’s go to bed. Tomorrow we go over everything, tonight we sleep. Dom, come.”
He took a step forward and stopped. “Marcella, I don’t sleep with clothes. I think I’ll just go to my room.”
“You will do no such thing. Right, Jason?”
“Shit, I don’t care. He’s not sleeping by me. Plus, I don’t sleep in clothes, either.”
“There, it’s taken care of. Now, undress and get in bed.”
Dominic crawled under the covers and both men took off their bottoms, getting comfortable next to her. The warmth of her boyfriend’s body pressed against her back while she threw her leg over Dom and buried her face in his neck. In all of her years, Marcy never thought she’d be lying between two naked men, but regardless of their clothing, she’d never felt safer. She blocked out the loss of her family as best as she could and focused on sleep.
* * * *
Gwendolyn’s swollen eyes stared at her, blank. Marcella wasn’t sure what to think about the new side of the master vampire. She could tell the woman had a fondness for Jason and she wasn’t sure she liked that at all.
“You tricked me. You made me believe Jason indeed died, when all he did was turn into a collector like yourself. If you would have told me you didn’t save him, I would’ve killed you on the spot. Call him. I want to see him for myself.”
“I can’t do that.”
The vampire’s eyes began to glow from her growing temper. “And why not? I want to meet him. How do I know he even exists? You say, if you die, so does he. So tell me, what are you afraid of? I can’t kill him. Not unless I kill you. At least, I think that’s what you said.”
Marcella wasn’t going to correct her or tell her the truth. “I’ll allow him to stay long enough to introduce
Looking at her wearily, Dominic narrowed his eyes. “We should all go to bed. Tomorrow’s going to be a long day and an even longer night. We’ll need to test your powers, teach you to shift on command, and the best thing of all, materialization.”
He got off the bed and stretched. I’ll be in my room. If you need anything let me know.”
Marcella wasn’t sure why, but her hand unconsciously reached for him. “Wait.” Looking at Jason, Marcy watched as he just rolled his eyes and smiled. Relief filled her knowing he understood the need to be close to her demon mate.
“I’ll scoot over. Dom, get on the other side of Marcella. She doesn’t want you to leave and oddly enough, it doesn’t seem to bother me so much anymore if you stay.”
“Really? It must be the connection you two have. When you took in her blood, you probably took in everything that makes her who she is. She’s connected to me. Therefore, so are you. It might be impossible for us to hate each other. Pity. Now that you’re not human, I could have shown you what a real fight looks like.”
Jason laughed. “You still can. I’m dying to test my new strength.”
“Excellent. Tomorrow we’ll test each other. The job of protecting Marcella is up to us. No one is to know there are collectors in the midst. Your lives depend upon it. If word gets out, you can bet people will come. When someone feels threatened, they attack and ask questions later. No one likes to feel unsafe.
“Just a caution, in case one of you leaves before you’re told. In public, never bare your tattoos. Not many of us supernaturals know what you are, but they’ll know you’re not human, and not one of the ordinary. That will leave them asking questions, and we don’t want to risk the suspicion.”
Jason looked at Dom, but nodded toward Marcella. “We’ll be safe. Speaking of tattoos, I noticed Marcella has wings covering her back. Do you know what they mean?”
“Not a clue. I’m pretty sure they’re just part of her collector. Kind of like the dragon on your chest, just decorations.”
Marcella yawned again and laid down against the pillows. “Enough for tonight. Let’s go to bed. Tomorrow we go over everything, tonight we sleep. Dom, come.”
He took a step forward and stopped. “Marcella, I don’t sleep with clothes. I think I’ll just go to my room.”
“You will do no such thing. Right, Jason?”
“Shit, I don’t care. He’s not sleeping by me. Plus, I don’t sleep in clothes, either.”
“There, it’s taken care of. Now, undress and get in bed.”
Dominic crawled under the covers and both men took off their bottoms, getting comfortable next to her. The warmth of her boyfriend’s body pressed against her back while she threw her leg over Dom and buried her face in his neck. In all of her years, Marcy never thought she’d be lying between two naked men, but regardless of their clothing, she’d never felt safer. She blocked out the loss of her family as best as she could and focused on sleep.
* * * *
Gwendolyn’s swollen eyes stared at her, blank. Marcella wasn’t sure what to think about the new side of the master vampire. She could tell the woman had a fondness for Jason and she wasn’t sure she liked that at all.
“You tricked me. You made me believe Jason indeed died, when all he did was turn into a collector like yourself. If you would have told me you didn’t save him, I would’ve killed you on the spot. Call him. I want to see him for myself.”
“I can’t do that.”
The vampire’s eyes began to glow from her growing temper. “And why not? I want to meet him. How do I know he even exists? You say, if you die, so does he. So tell me, what are you afraid of? I can’t kill him. Not unless I kill you. At least, I think that’s what you said.”
Marcella wasn’t going to correct her or tell her the truth. “I’ll allow him to stay long enough to introduce