Damon has been trapped in the earth for hundreds of years, now he's out, he's looking for his trappers descendant and the sweetness of revenge.
Then he meets Arella.
And it all goes to hell...


13. Out of Reach

I shouldn’t have been surprised really. I’d been able to smell the love sick puppy’s desire for her from across the school.

What surprised me was her answer.

Nothing like the hot, tangy taste of lust emitted from Arella.


I watched curiously as the pup grabbed her clumsy hand and pulled her along beside him, Arella stiff and resistant to his touch.

My lip curled up in a smile.

If she was with me, she’d be anything but resistant and stiff. I’d make sure she melted in my arms, she’d be asking for more.

And I’d gladly give it to her.

  “Damon!” an excited voice breathed before thin, feminine arms wrapped around me from behind.


Large blue eyes with spider leg lashes looked up at me, sickly glossed lips falling into a pout.



  “So.” She smiled, coming to stand in front of me, a sparkle in her obsessed eyes as she brought her hands in front of her, aiming for cute while subtly trying to enhance her cleavage. “I have a free. You don’t care about lessons and I live just down the road….” She slid her lips between her teeth, her finger tracing a line down my front to stop at the button of my jeans.

I smiled and captured her hand.

  “I'm not interested.”

She blinked, not seeming to understand rejection.

  “Don’t you want me?”

I sighed and stepped around her.

  “Where’s the fun in taking something offered on a plate?” I chuckled, my eyes finding the dark red of Arella’s hair twisting in the breeze before falling to her hand, entwined with the pups.

“When what’s held out of reach is so much more enticing?”

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