Free Bitten By Magic by Kelliea Ashley

Grant crossed his arms over his chest and pinched his lower lip in his way of considering the problem before him.
    “I would say from the way she fought me that she will be just fine. You’ll need to force her to drink a lot to replenish her blood levels, but a full recovery is conceivable. However, she seems possessed by you, my friend.” Grant let out a chuckle as Wilhelm glanced back at him. “I think the cure for what ails her is apparent.”
    “What ails her? This isn’t the icy look of a Keeper.” Wilhelm felt pulled to her as he sank back into her ardent stare. Her little pink tongue slipped out between her lips to teasingly lick her bottom lip with a sensual flare that had a strong impact on his already painful erection.
    “Ah...no. That is the look of a woman begging to be...satisfied.” Grant backed up uneasily toward the end of the bed and the door.
    “Satisfied?” His dark head swiveled to aim a glare at the doctor, who seemed intent on escaping the room.
    “I don’t know the chemical makeup of a Witch’s blood, Wilhelm. Nor do I have a reference for the reaction her blood and body might be having to the chemicals in your bite. From what I am seeing, the soothing effect of your bite has been amplified by her chemistry.”
    “What does that mean?” Wilhelm was quickly losing patience and his firm grip on his lust as her hips arched up toward his with an ardent demand for movement. He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on her arms.
    “It means she’s hornier than any Poppet I’ve ever seen after a bite. I can tell you she will live, but you might want to brace yourself because this one is going to be far more demanding of your...time than the others have been. I’ll have orange juice sent up for her. Have fun, Elder.” Grant cleared his throat to cover the chuckle that escaped before he could open the door and leave.

Chapter Five
    “Damn...” Wilhelm looked toward the closed door. He couldn’t believe Grant had deserted him that way. It was just like the doctor to give his opinion and run. He slowly turned his head to stare down at the mesmerizing green gaze of the woman below him.
    “Am I dying? Have I already died?” She blinked up at him slowly.
    “You’re not dying.” He released her arms to ease himself away from her, but Alexa had other ideas. Her hands clutched his biceps to keep him from moving.
    “Why does it ache so?” Her breath quickened as she let her hands slide up to his shoulders. “I’m used to the pain...but this...” Her head moved against the pillow as tears glimmered in her eyes. “Make it stop, Will. Take my life, now.”
    Wilhelm reared back. Her small plea hit him with the force of a blow to his gut. Moving quickly from her, he left the bed with a strength of speed that took his breath. Flattening himself against the cold wall, he stood there frozen. His whole body tensed with the desire to run from the room, to escape from the need in those green pools of pain.
    He didn’t understand this. There was never a time in this life that he wished he didn’t exist at all. The damn chemical in his saliva was responsible for her torture; his saliva, his fault. He shoved a hand through his hair roughly as he looked at the woman who was clenching the red silk sheets in her fingers. Her face echoed the agony he had placed her in. A low growl left his chest as he gritted his teeth against giving her exactly what she asked him for. It wouldn’t be hard for him. Her blood still called to him with that addictive sweet flavor and jolt of magical power. One bite of magic and her suffering would be over and his—his would just begin.
    Wilhelm’s fingers dug into the cold wall behind him as he stared at her, horrified at what he’d done to the strong Keeper. Yet his mind jolted as he ground his teeth. This was exactly what he’d wanted from the moment he’d set eyes on the cold woman who controlled his actions with the use of a flimsy piece of parchment. She was