Contract Bound (Blood Bound, #1)

by Elle Mae

I wanted her to have the reminder of me. Whenever she sat down or had a moment to rest, I wanted to be on her mind. It was the least she could do after consuming mine so selfishly.

I could get lost in this feeling. The feeling of her blood combined with the way her pussy clenched my fingers. It was perfect, she was perfect. I had never felt myself fit so perfectly with anyone before, a human no less.

Anything after this would dull in comparison, I just knew it. No one’s blood would be as sweet, and I would miss the that fiery look in her eyes as she fought me.

“That’s it,” I coaxed as I licked her wound. “Come, Silvia.”

“I will need to teach you the definition of rough,” she murmured against me. I felt my own arousal skyrocket at her words.

“But that’s for another time,” she added on quickly. “Let me taste you.”

“Leave,” I snapped. “Because now I need to shower your scent off.” “Can I watch?” she teased, her eyes shining once more.

Keir still had her shit-eating grin on her face, telling me she knew just how hard I had to scrub to get her scent off me. I hate that stupid smile.

No matter where Silvia was, Damon would most certainly be right behind. So now, the time I spent with my hunter was cut short.

It angered me to be so blatantly ignored like that.

Why did this sad sack of a human, who couldn’t even do his job right, get more of her attention? I was fucking her, for God’s sake.

I knew her happiness was deep in there somewhere, though I didn’t know what could pull it out of her. The sunset was a moment where I saw it, the other time was whenever she thought she was winning against me. I let her enjoy those moments.

But here I was witnessing a moment that brought her happiness, and it had absolutely nothing to do with me. I didn’t like it. Not one bit. I wanted to be the one to pull this from her. I wanted to be the person she showed this to. What was it with me that didn’t allow her to show this side of herself ? I treated her well.

I was unaware that Damon was watching us until his piercing eyes caught mine. I gave him a shit-eating grin. I win, it said.

“Your arousal. Your blood. My scent mixed with yours.”

“So good. Will you show me how good you can be tonight? I’m awfully hungry, Silvia.”

“Oh?” she said, her voice had a playful edge to it. “Should I make it up to you then?”

“Please,” I moaned against her, gripping her wrist tightly. “I need you.” “If you sit pretty on the desk, I will make it up to you,” she said in a husky tone and nipped at my neck.

“If I did that then I couldn’t keep you, and I plan to keep this needy pussy as long as I may live.”

“I won’t be here forever,” I gasped out as her fingers curled inside of me.

“I don’t give a fuck about contracts or the Order.” Her motions became harder, causing the desk to bang against the wall.

“I’ll make sure you’re so fully obsessed with me by the end of this that you don’t even dare think of anyone else. It’s the least you could do after so thoroughly messing with my mind like this.”

She had so much control over me, over my body, that it was sickening. I wasn’t the same hunter that came in here wanting to cut off her head, and I had shown that even when faced with the knowledge of what she did to my fellow hunters, I still chose her.

“Don’t tell me the little hunter has forgotten her hate,” she teased, her eyes holding a small ounce of emotion that I couldn’t decipher.

“Tell me how much you hate me then. If you don’t, I will assume I have won this battle.” Keir nipped harder

“Fucking hate you,” I growled at her. Her smirk faltered as I spoke but her movement quickened. “You’re such a fucking liar,” she growled and without warning sank her teeth into the soft flesh of my thigh.

“You can’t deny this, Silvia,” she said and pulled her fingers out of my mouth. They now glistened with spit. “Your mouth may spew bullshit but your body cannot. You want me, no matter what that little hunter spouts.”

That was kind of the point last night. The whole reason why I fucked her against the desk. I knew he would hear. I wanted him to.

It was a gamble taking Silvia here, but I was serious about what I said last night. I wanted her for as long as I could keep her, so showing her this side of my business was just a small introduction into what the rest of our existence together would be like.

“What I would give to get such a talented hunter at my side. You sure are lucky, Keir.”

I should compliment her more if that’s the face she makes.

I was a fucking dumbass to think that I could ever trust a vampire.

but I really thought after all of it that Silvia would want to stay by my side and rule with me. I thought that she would overlook my vampire status, and my people would overlook her hunter status. . . but I realized now that there was no way we could be together.

Silvia needed to believe that there was no way she could stick around because once she knew that I lied. . . I was worried that we would fall into our same habits. And I was a sucker when it came to her.

I was ready to give her the world and burn anyone who even looked at her wrong, but I couldn’t be that way. This conversation would be just as painful for me as it would be for her.

We both needed to get a grip on ourselves, and I couldn’t do it if she gave me that goddamn look that s...

I would crack faster than the vampires that snapped the humans’ n...

“You either have a great deal of luck, or that hunter bitch is far too enamored with you to know what’s best for her.

She’s on her way back. Lucky for us, she declined their offer to remove herself from the contract.” Silvia. . . Silvia is on her way back!

She should have stayed away. I gave her an out.

I didn’t know what hurt more, Gillard telling me it was Keir who leaked us. . . or knowing that it was actually Damon who did it and Keir was forced to lie to her father and the Order to save me.

“You need to get this into your thick skull, Silvia,” she growled. “I am exactly the vampire you thought I was.”

Gillard’s hand fell from my face and I felt hot tears fall down my face. “They would have loved you,” I choked out. . . . because at one point, I was happy. So blindly happy that I couldn’t see the complete monster in front of me. I took her as a saint, the only vampire I could stand after everything I went through.

Why is she acting like she doesn’t care? I should have been happy to see this, but inside I didn’t like it. I didn’t want her to act like we were nothing. I wanted her to be just as in pain as I was. . . I mean she sounded like she was wounded last night, but was it over now? Was I nothing but a casual get-together that you could cry out in one night and then be over with forever?

That’s right, old man, I thought. I am in charge now.

And I would have never met the only vampire who had made me lose all my rationality and dignity.

There were so many things I wanted to ask her. So many things I wanted to tell her that were just begging to be released. Has she flown before? It looked like she had. Does she know who Victor is? Though from her reaction I assumed the Order didn’t keep them up to date on the clans that were not in their area. Is this her first time going to New York? And most of all. . . Is she okay?

As she started to unbuckled her seat belt I leaned forward, placing both of my hands on the sides of her chair. She jumped back, flattening herself against the back of her chair, trying to get as far away from me as she could.

I couldn’t help but notice that this entire time she hadn’t grabbed for her weapon and it made my heart soar.

I stayed frozen around her for far longer than I would like to admit, trying to rein in my self-control when all I could think, feel, and hear was her.