The Mark (Interracial Paranormal Romance) (Toil and Trouble) Read Online Free
Author: Charisma Cole
sighed, tracing his fangs over my dark skin. I cried out as they pinched my skin. Closer. Deeper.
I inhaled sharply as I felt a weird sensation ripple across my skin. It was a white hot heat that made my skin vibrate with delight. Something echoed in the pit of my stomach…a bottomless ocean of hunger. But it wasn’t for the bulge, to feel him pound in and out of me. I was hungry for energy. All Jack’s energy.
I swung him around with a supernatural ease, slamming him hard against the rail. It was my turn to squeeze my body against his, moving in rhythm to the opera of sounds, of raw energy that reverberated around me. First I’d drink him dry…then everyone in the building. Then everyone on this street.
He pulled back, his handsome face contorted in pain. I could see every vein in his body now. The thick, gelatinous lifeblood of others that made his carcass of a heart beat drove me wild as I shoved him back inside my apartment.
He started coughing and clutching his throat like he couldn’t get air. “Y-you’re, y-you’re…” he stuttered. He stopped trying to form words and staggered to the kitchen where I kept a jug of chilled blood for him.
The distance between us sobered me up, and I clutched a chair in the living room, steadying myself. “W-what’s…what’s happen-” I clutched at my throat then pulled back, glancing at my hand. There was barely a smudge of red there. It truly was magic…what a droplet of blood could do.
After a moment the room righted itself. The hunger was quieted. I was back to normal.
"Damn it." Jack gasped after a moment, gathering control of himself. His body still shook as he ran a hand over his mouth. “That was-”
“Amazing!” I finished for him. I held out my hand, the blood drying in the tiny cracks of my palm. “That was a little more than last time! Maybe if we could regulate it-“
“No,” he said loudly, shaking his head. “I could feel the change, Jade. If I would have had one more sip…” He let his voice trail off.
I tried to not look as devastated as I felt. Maybe I really was losing it. What kind of normal person wants to poison their boyfriend and turn into a succubus just for the high of being drunk by a vampire?
“What kind of person indeed,” he said playfully. His features returned to normal, but his eyes still burned with worry.
I gestured at the bedroom. “We could still…”
He took a few steps back. “We should keep some distance for a little while.” He turned towards the bathroom, exhaling loudly. “I’m gonna to take a shower. A cold one.”
Chapter Three
Ink, and Blood, and Fairies…oh my!
The bubbly co-ed glanced at her friends for moral support, her baby blue eyes going round with fear. “It’s going to hurt?”
Sia Lancaster had the face of an angel. Her eyes were large and swirled with a rainbow of colors, changing dependent on her mood. Her hair was softly weaved gold that fell in tumultuous waves down her back. Her body was seductive, plump in all the right places. She didn’t look a day over eighteen, but I knew that she was much, much older.
I still thanked my lucky stars that as a human, I couldn’t see her true form unless she wanted me to. Fairies have the faces of children and the bodies of demons, ancient writings carved into their serpent-like skin. And while Sia’s lips appeared lush, aching to be kissed, you’d be an idiot to try. One kiss from a fairy and your soul was forfeit.
“What was that dear?” Sia said to the girl as she held the needle, her eyes burning like red hot coals.
The co-ed gulped, flashing a nervous look at her friends. “I-I said, is this going to hurt?”
Sia’s fair face brightened as a devilish grin spread across her face. “Absolutely.”
I glanced away, shuddering as the girl’s screams echoed in my ears. I was intimately familiar with the needle--metal
I inhaled sharply as I felt a weird sensation ripple across my skin. It was a white hot heat that made my skin vibrate with delight. Something echoed in the pit of my stomach…a bottomless ocean of hunger. But it wasn’t for the bulge, to feel him pound in and out of me. I was hungry for energy. All Jack’s energy.
I swung him around with a supernatural ease, slamming him hard against the rail. It was my turn to squeeze my body against his, moving in rhythm to the opera of sounds, of raw energy that reverberated around me. First I’d drink him dry…then everyone in the building. Then everyone on this street.
He pulled back, his handsome face contorted in pain. I could see every vein in his body now. The thick, gelatinous lifeblood of others that made his carcass of a heart beat drove me wild as I shoved him back inside my apartment.
He started coughing and clutching his throat like he couldn’t get air. “Y-you’re, y-you’re…” he stuttered. He stopped trying to form words and staggered to the kitchen where I kept a jug of chilled blood for him.
The distance between us sobered me up, and I clutched a chair in the living room, steadying myself. “W-what’s…what’s happen-” I clutched at my throat then pulled back, glancing at my hand. There was barely a smudge of red there. It truly was magic…what a droplet of blood could do.
After a moment the room righted itself. The hunger was quieted. I was back to normal.
"Damn it." Jack gasped after a moment, gathering control of himself. His body still shook as he ran a hand over his mouth. “That was-”
“Amazing!” I finished for him. I held out my hand, the blood drying in the tiny cracks of my palm. “That was a little more than last time! Maybe if we could regulate it-“
“No,” he said loudly, shaking his head. “I could feel the change, Jade. If I would have had one more sip…” He let his voice trail off.
I tried to not look as devastated as I felt. Maybe I really was losing it. What kind of normal person wants to poison their boyfriend and turn into a succubus just for the high of being drunk by a vampire?
“What kind of person indeed,” he said playfully. His features returned to normal, but his eyes still burned with worry.
I gestured at the bedroom. “We could still…”
He took a few steps back. “We should keep some distance for a little while.” He turned towards the bathroom, exhaling loudly. “I’m gonna to take a shower. A cold one.”
Chapter Three
Ink, and Blood, and Fairies…oh my!
The bubbly co-ed glanced at her friends for moral support, her baby blue eyes going round with fear. “It’s going to hurt?”
Sia Lancaster had the face of an angel. Her eyes were large and swirled with a rainbow of colors, changing dependent on her mood. Her hair was softly weaved gold that fell in tumultuous waves down her back. Her body was seductive, plump in all the right places. She didn’t look a day over eighteen, but I knew that she was much, much older.
I still thanked my lucky stars that as a human, I couldn’t see her true form unless she wanted me to. Fairies have the faces of children and the bodies of demons, ancient writings carved into their serpent-like skin. And while Sia’s lips appeared lush, aching to be kissed, you’d be an idiot to try. One kiss from a fairy and your soul was forfeit.
“What was that dear?” Sia said to the girl as she held the needle, her eyes burning like red hot coals.
The co-ed gulped, flashing a nervous look at her friends. “I-I said, is this going to hurt?”
Sia’s fair face brightened as a devilish grin spread across her face. “Absolutely.”
I glanced away, shuddering as the girl’s screams echoed in my ears. I was intimately familiar with the needle--metal
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