Free Lucien's Hell Bound Angel (Hell Bound Series) by Cyndi Harris Page A

heady pleasure at the taste of her. It was better than anything he’d ever dreamt about and he wanted more. Sinking his teeth into her would definitely satisfy that need. To have her warm blood coat his tongue before flowing down his throat would be—what was he thinking?!
    “Get away from me.” He said shoving her away and she stumbled back confused.
    A part of her was happy he pushed her away, but another part craved him. The way his strong arms held her, and his lips kissed her hot and fierce—oh yeah, she was losing it. Since when was she smitten with having a demon lust all over her?
    “What’s wrong?” she asked humiliated.
    Now he had her thinking she wasn’t good enough. What the hell was wrong with her? Why would she care if a demon wanted her? Looking over at him, she saw that he was hiding himself in the dark, shielding his face.
      “Please…” he begged, meaning to keep her away.
    “What did I—”
    “Nothing.” He heaved trying to revert back to himself, but he couldn’t. He was too voracious.
    “ Then stop hiding from me. What’s wrong?” she asked again, this time stern.
    “You don’t know what you’re asking.”
    “Yes, I do.” She made clear.
    Sucking in a breath, he nodded. “Fine.”
    Lowering his arm and turning to her, his face was revealed. She let out a tiny gasp as she saw the crimson radiance of his eyes and the incisors in his mouth. How could she have come to desire such a thing?!
    “Still want me Princess?” he asked sarcastically.
    Swallowing hard, she walked over to him holding her arm out. If he was in fact her Charge, she was willing to do whatever it took to keep him alive, even if that meant sacrificing things that made her cringe. Though to be honest, what she was about to do only made her blood boil with want.
    “Drink.” She offered and his mouth opened in astonishment.
    Looking at her arm, he licked his lips slightly as she moved closer and pressed it closer to his mouth. Falling to his knees, he stared up at her and she nodded slowly. Grasping her arm gently, he kissed the area as she shut her eyes. Looking up to her again, he sank his fangs into her arm and she winched in pain.
    Sucking, her blood flowed into his mouth and it was sweeter than honey nectar. Of all his time, he’d never tasted anything like it. The swell in his pants was back and there was no getting rid of it. Not unless he plunged it deep inside her and made her scream him name over and over again. Getting lost in his bloodlust, he bit deeper—sucked harder and she whimpered in both pain and pleasure.
    A rap on the door broke his concentration and he pulled back as her blood dripped from his lips. Scrambling back, he stared at her as she grabbed her arm.
                                             
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Eight
    True Intentions
    “Lucien, are you in there?” they heard Delilah’s voice call.
    Still staring at each other, Lucien wiped and smudged the blood all over his mouth. Athena grimaced and he turned away. He couldn’t believe he’d lost himself that quickly. After years of fighting the urge, one female broke him like that?
    “Yeah.” He answered as he shot to his feet.
    Wiping his mouth once more, this time clear of her blood, he strode to the door. Opening it, he saw Delilah standing there in her hospital gown.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked with the door half cracked.
    “Are you ever coming to my room?” she asked a bit peeved as he spotted Athena behind him.
    Having his shirt off didn’t help her jealousy one bit.
    “Uh…yeah.” He answered and Athena frowned irate.
    “Just gimme a minute.” He replied and she smiled.
    “Anything for you sugar.” She said caressing his face before walking away.
    Turning back, he sighed before looking at Athena. Her face said a thousand words and he took as she was pissed at how he’d drank her.
    “Sorry if I hurt you.” He simply said