Life Blood: Cora's Choice Book 1 (Chapter Seven, page 2 of 5)


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My voice was not mine-it moaned, softly. A shudder went through my body, pure pleasure as my heated senses screamed at the touch. I pushed back against my chair without meaning to, my feet bracing against the ground.

He dropped my hand, and I was left reeling, gasping, my finger throbbing to the hammering of my heart.

"What are you doing to me?" The words were half-question, half-plea.

"Nothing but what is in my nature." His expression was full of regret-and hunger.

"I can't-" I stopped. "You can't-"

I stared at my finger. The blister was every bit as real as the flame had been.

"It's not possible. I wouldn't do that," I said, even as I remembered the ecstasy of pain. "I never would."

"But you did," he said.

I did. I did. I remembered it, I felt it, I had wanted it.... The pain and the pleasure all tangling into a mass of sensation so intense that it was like drinking pure life. If he told me to do it again, I would.

Maybe I was going mad. Maybe he was driving me mad.

"What are you?" I demanded.

"Something more dangerous than you can imagine," he said, and I believed him. Oh, how I believed him.

"What you are promising me-the cure. Is it real?" Or do I also believe that because you want me to?

His voice was fervent, his brows lowering. "Oh, it is very, very real, Cora Shaw. I have no need to lie to you to take what you would freely give."

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