Page 43 of The Curse Trilogy

I whip around to face Hale. My eyes dilate and pulse upon seeing his incredible, sculpted body. He’s so… perfect. He’s mine. Only mine.

“What the hell is wrong with her?” the full blood asks when he see my animalistic attributes glaring through - the real me coming up to breathe in the fresh air.

“Come on, baby,” my hybrid coos, and I carry a mischievous smirk as I stagger toward him.

“Don’t you fucking touch her,” the damn full blood growls, and I use my power to slam him into the far wall when he charges.

“Stop, baby,” my hybrid soothes, and I step up to put my hand on his face as the toxic lust consumes me.

“Araya,” the full blood gasps out through strain, and I release him when Hale draws all of my attention to him.

“Brazen,” Clay says gently as he returns with a vial of medicine in his hand. “Right now she’s in a state of devolvement. In this trance she seeks the touch of a hybrid - more specifically, Hale. We have to medicate her and let her come down gently. I promise we’ll fill you and the others in on this when she’s better.”

“I’m not letting her fucking go with him,” he spits, and I turn to attack the full blood threatening my union.

My hybrid grabs me, and he pulls me back to follow his eyes. I sway beneath his gaze, everything in me burning to be with him right now. His lips won’t touch mine despite my attempts to take them, and I feel a soft bed greeting me as the door to his bedroom shuts.

Clay still argues with the belligerent full blood, and then I hear him screaming for me while his voice echoes away.

“I had him taken to sober up,” Clay murmurs as he walks into the room.

Hale nods, but his eyes stay completely focused on mine as I continue to try to pull him to me.

“I need you to open your veins and push in this medicine, baby. One more will make you feel better,” he murmurs, but I finally catch him off guard enough to force him under me.

“You can open my veins,” I seduce, and my mouth covers his before he can object.

“Fuck,” he murmurs against my kiss, and his hands grip against my ass with hesitance and tortured reluctance.

“Oh, I fucking wish this was you right now,” he murmurs through gritted teeth as he forces me back.

“I am, and it feels so fucking good to be me right now,” I growl out, and my lips stroll over his neck.

“Araya, please don’t do this to me right now. You have to take the medicine. It’ll help me if you do,” he says so sweetly, and I grind my hips against his as I straddle his lap a little more intimately.

“You okay?” Clay almost chuckles out.

Hale’s eyes narrow at him, and then he takes in a deep, dreadful breath before putting the medicine in front of my face.

“Take this for me, and you can have me,” he exhales.

“You swear?” I breathe into his ear, and his breath hitches when my body slides against his, my teeth grazing the lobe of his ear.

He lets his breath come out in a weary flow, and then he jerks my hips to his body before responding.

“You can have me anywhere, anyway, and anytime you want me,” he smolders, and my mouth moves against his once more to invite the pent up passion.

“Please,” he whispers.

I draw back with half-cocked smirk, and then I bite into my wrist while he breaks the top of the bottle off. He hands me the small vial, and I push the medicine into my veins to appease his request. Now I can have him.

The medicine burns as it shoots through my veins to attack the wakened devil. My lips move back to Hale’s to taste the delicious flavor of his as my sanity tries to creep back into place.

I gasp when I realize what I’ve just been doing, and Hale’s arms wrap around me to steady to convulsing trembles.

“I’ll go get her something to drink,” Clay murmurs almost too quietly.

He leaves the room, and I lean into the man who just brought me away from a nearly dangerous place.