A Bitten Curse: A Darkness Bites Paranormal Romance Novel

by Nicole Marie

  James tried asking more questions about my colleagues and the incident on the way home, but I was exhausted and tired of talking about it, and I eventually just asked him if we could drop it for the night. I could tell he eagerly wanted to help me, and I absolutely loved that about him, but we could pick it up another day when my mind was fresh.

  We drove in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s company as James drove. He eventually pulled up in front of my apartment, and I leaned over to kiss him on the cheek and say goodbye. But I then thought I really wasn’t ready for the night to be over. I lingered next to him, leaning over the centre of the car, and then instead of pulling away, I nibbled on his earlobe. He moaned in response, and then turned his head to mine and kissed my neck.

  “I don’t think I’m ready for the night to be done,” I whispered into his ear.

  I heard a deep growl come from his throat and he pulled back and looked me in the eyes. “Me neither.”

  I turned to look at my shady apartment, and then turned back to him. “Can we go to your place?”

  James smiled and nodded, and then pulled the car immediately out into the street. He drove fast, and kept looking sideways at me every chance he got. I bit my lip as my hands ran over his thighs, teasing him for what would come next. I ran my hands up and down the length of his leg, and settled just for a quick second between his legs. I could feel him grow hard under my hand, and then I pulled away teasingly. He groaned and gyrated his hips forward in the car as best he could from the seatbelt, a growl coming from his chest, growing louder. The animal in him had woken and I was desperate for it to ravage me.

  As we got close to his apartment, I ran my fingers up through his hair and traced his jawline with my nail, settling finally on his lips. He kissed my fingertip and then bit it, and I giggled as he pulled my finger into his mouth as best he could with his tongue.

  He pulled into the driveway beside his apartment, and without a word or even looking at me, he threw himself out of the car and ran over to my side and pulled me out with immense force. He slammed the car door shut and pressed me up against the side of the car and pressed his body against me as he bit my lip.

  I pressed my lips together when he tried to kiss me, and he pulled back confused.

  “Need mouthwash?”

  I laughed embarrassed. As much as I wanted his tongue inside my mouth, I didn’t want him to experience the grossness that I had felt earlier that evening.

  He laughed and nodded, and then with one final kiss on my forehead, he pulled me by the hand around the car and into his apartment. We ran up the stairs and he unlocked the door, and motioned down the hall towards the bathroom. I nodded as I really knew the way. I’ve been there once before, after all.

  He settled into the living room as I went to clean myself up. I poured water on my face and swished some mouthwash three separate times until I was confident that the my mouth was clean and fresh.

  I reached my hand down my shirt to adjust my breasts in my bra, emphasizing my cleavage as much as I could. I then stepped back and admired myself in the mirror and shrugged. It was as good as it was going to get.

  I ran my hands through my silky brown hair, and realized just how happy I was that I looked more like myself now than I had in the past few months. I’m glad James wasn’t turned off by the new look, and I was excited for him to explore the new me. Or, the old me, really.

  I went to join him in the living room but he had disappeared. I looked around the room and crossed my arms. “Where you get too?”

  I heard a growl from down the hallway and I followed the noise. I pressed my ear up against his bedroom door and I heard him on the other side. I knocked quietly and waited for a response, and when an even louder growl omitted from the other side, I slowly opened the door to peek through. He was lying on the bed, his head propped up on the headboard, biting his lip with anticipation. I raised my eyebrow at him and leaned against the door frame. “Oh, so you think that’s where it’s going to go, hey?” Of course, that was where it was going to go, but it was fun to tease him, anyway.

  He grinned mischievously but cocked his eyebrow. “Wishful thinking, perhaps.” He beckoned me forward and I couldn’t resist.

  I closed the door behind me, kicked off my shoes, and ran forward and jumped on him on the bed. The mattress sprung and it took a moment to orient myself, but I crawled across the bed on top of him and laid down flat as our bodies pressed up against each other. I could feel the growling in his chest. His smile was intoxicating as his eyes sparkled, and I wanted nothing more than to rip the clothes off of his firm body.

  “The other night was such a whirlwind,” he said as he ran his fingers through my hair. “I want to savor you tonight, slowly, and take everything in. I want to explore every inch of your body, and get to know you inside out.” His fingers tightened in my hair as he pulled my head forward, and he kissed me on the nose. It was such a gentle and soft gesture, but I couldn’t help but moan. I wanted more than just a kiss on the nose.

  I pressed myself forward and gyrated my hips into his own, and I heard him moan back. He ran his hands down through my hair and over my face, along my jaw and tilted my chin up to kiss me on the lips. His mouth was warm and he tasted sweet, and I pressed my face into his as I plunged my tongue into his mouth, and teased him with the tip of my tongue. He kissed me back fiercely and wrapped his arms tight around me. He rolled us over so he pinned me on the bed, and he pulled my hands up to either side of my head, locking me down in an ironclad grip.

  His body was hot and I could feel his need between his legs pressing against me. I writhed under his body as he kissed me passionately. His tongue plunged deeper in my mouth and I needed to devour him. I needed his entire body, completely. I wanted to feel his naked body against mine and take him inside me like we had the other night. The physical need in my body built until I couldn’t handle it anymore. I pulled my mouth away from his and looked up at him desperately.

  “I need you,” I said. “Right now. I really need you.”

  “Shh,” he responded. He removed one of his hands and pressed his fingertip against my lip. “I don’t want to rush this. I want this to be perfect.”

  I moaned, but nodded reluctantly. My body ached, and I needed him to fuck me. I didn’t know what he had planned, but I had a feeling it was going to drive me absolutely crazy.

  He ran his hands over my eyes, and I closed them. I then felt him move on top of me as he reached for something next to the bed. A moment later, he was tying a scarf around my eyes as a blindfold. I smiled and bit my lip as he kissed me on the forehead, then the nose, then the lips, and then my chin.

  “Lower,” I moaned. He laughed and kissed my lips again. “Eventually,” he teased and then he bit my lip gently.

  I rolled my head back on the bed and groaned. “I’m not really good at taking things slow,” I said. I ran my hands down my body and settled between my legs with one hand on myself and the other on him. I grabbed him and felt him grow harder in my hand. He laughed and reached down and pulled my hands back up to either side of my face. “Don’t make me tie your hands up, too.”

  A bit my lip and moaned. “You might have to, otherwise who knows what I’ll do.”

  He kissed me passionately again, our tongues flicking and twisting together in each other’s mouths, exploring every inch of each other that we could.

  He then pulled away from me and tied my hands to the headboard. I’d never been tied up before, but it was exhilarating. I trusted him completely and wanted nothing more than to have him take my entire body as his own.

  I then felt him push himself off the bed, and the room went dark as he turned the lights out. I waited a few moments, alone, and heard the ignition of a match. He lit candles around the bed, and the scent of vanilla wafted over to me. I couldn’t help but smile. I can see what he was doing, but the flicker of the candlelight cast shadows through my blindfold. He then put on some soft music, something classical that I didn’t
recognize. When he started humming along to it as if it was his favourite song, I realized that there was much more to this man that I initially thought. He wasn’t just some incredibly sexy, strong wolf-shifter, he liked classical music, gourmet food, and God knows what else. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was that I had him all to myself.

  I then bit my lip harder as I realized that I probably didn’t necessarily have him all to myself.

  I didn’t want to ruin the mood, but I had to ask. “James?”

  The mattress gave way as he sat down next to me on the bed and ran his hand over my stomach. “Yeah, babe?”

  “Do you see anybody else?”

  The room went silent for a moment and then he let out a hearty laugh. “No, just you.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. “Why, are you dating anyone right now?”

  I shook my head and moaned into his kiss. “No, not at the moment.”

  “Good, if you don’t mind, I like to keep you all for myself.”

  I rolled my eyes as best I could under the blindfold, and then realized he couldn’t see them and shrugged my shoulders instead. “Well, no promises,” I teased. “But for tonight, I suppose I can be all yours.” I grinned and he laughed back at me.

  “I guess that’ll do for now,” he said as he bit my lip again and then kissed his way along my jawline. He hovered his lips near where the vampire bite was and I felt his body stiffen, but a moment later he kept kissing and didn’t pay it any mind.

  “I want you to know, Charlie, that I’m all yours. For as long as you want me, I’m all yours.”

  16

  It didn’t take long for his slow teasing to drive me absolutely crazy. It was good thing he tied me up, otherwise I would have torn the clothes off his body right away and demanded he take me right then and there.

  My body squirmed under his weight as he kissed, nibbled, and licked his way down the front of me, pulling my clothes partially off with his teeth as he moved. He finally made his way down past my bellybutton and bit the top edge of my jeans. He gave them a tug with his teeth, and I moaned and pushed my hips up suggestively, hoping he would tear them off me. But he didn’t. He continued kissing down my leg to my feet, and nibbled playfully at my toes.

  “Just take my clothes off, already,” I said desperately. I tried to pull my hands free, but they were bound tightly.

  He laughed but ignored me. He kissed his way back up my other leg, and I could barely feel it through my jeans. I wanted so desperately to feel his lips on my body, and this just wasn’t cutting it. The desperate need deep inside of me was building, and I didn’t know how much more that I could take.

  Finally he made his way back up my body and kissed me on the lips gently. “Ready?” he finally whispered.

  I nodded desperately and bit my lip, waiting expectantly for him to tear off my clothes. But again, he didn’t. I felt him push himself off the bed, and I lied there alone for moment. “Take off my fucking blindfold,” I growled. “I want to see your naked body.” I was surprised when he obeyed and pulled the blindfold off my face.

  I looked up into his eager eyes, which looked down at me with so much devotion. I knew shifters often devoted themselves to one person, and there was that whole thing of them mating and whatever, but I never expected to be involved in any of that. I didn’t even know it worked between a shifter and a human.

  “No one’s ever looked at me that way before,” I finally said.

  He looked mildly embarrassed for a moment and then he shrugged. “I don’t think I’ve ever looked at anyone this way before,” he replied honestly. He leaned down and kissed me, so deeply and so passionately that our night together was beginning to feel like so much more than simply a night of passion.

  If anyone would have asked me a week ago if I would have been comfortable being seen as someone’s mate, I would have laughed and probably punched them the face. The way that he looked at me, though, made my heart swell inside my chest and made my stomach knot up as if a thousand butterflies were inside.

  “James?” I whispered quietly.

  He pulled away from my mouth and looked down at me with concern. “Yeah, babe?”

  “We haven’t even known each other a week.”

  He considered that for a moment and then shrugged. “Does that scare you?” He ran his fingers through my hair and brushed a strand away from my eyes.

  “I…” I began, but then closed my mouth. I didn’t know what to say, and I hardly even knew what I was feeling. All I knew was that I wanted his body, and I didn’t want to share him with anybody else. I wanted him to be mine, and I felt more for this man than I had for anyone else before. Despite only knowing him a week.

  “It’s a done deal, babe. I’m yours, whether you like it or not.”

  I bit my lip and nodded as I knew nothing I said would’ve been able to match the passion that I saw in his eyes.

  “Take me,” I finally whispered. “I’m yours.”

  James looked down at me for a moment in silence, and then a fire ignited between us like I’d never experienced before. He growled deeply and he tore my shirt off with one loud rip. He tossed it aside and did the same with my bra. His strength was incredible, and the fabric tore as if it was nothing.

  He bent down and took a nipple in his mouth, and he sucked and nibbled almost painfully. I moaned under him, and my body quivered uncontrollably. He reached down and undid the zipper on my jeans, and then he pulled them away and tore them off me too. I was lying there naked, apart from my panties with my hands tied up beside my head. I spread my legs wide and arched my back, waiting for him to come back down and run his hands all over my body.

  “You are beautiful,” he said, his voice raspy with passion. He pulled off his sweater and unzipped his pants. I watched him as he got naked in front of me, and bit my lip as he revealed himself, hard and erect, pressed up against his stomach, eagerly waiting for me.

  I thrust my hips up again, desperate for him to tear the black lace off me. His eyes went down to between my legs and he reached forward and did exactly as I hoped. With a small rip, he tore them off and threw them aside and stepped on the bed and straddled me. He ran his hands up my stomach, and the heat from his fingers felt amazing against my skin. He massaged my breasts as he moved his hands upward and then bent forward and kissed me passionately. His strong, hard body pressed firmly against my own.

  “I want my hands free,” I whimpered. “I want to be able to touch and feel your body.”

  He grinned at me and winked. “All in good time, baby.”

  I groaned, wrapping my legs around him tightly as it was the only freedom I had with my body at that moment.

  He pushed my legs down, though, and began kissing his way down the front of my body again. I squirmed beneath him as the sensation of his soft lips tickled my skin. He nipped at my nipples as he made his way down farther, and paused at my bellybutton to kiss circles around it. I moaned in desperation, eagerly waiting for him to go farther.

  He then scratched his nails down along my thighs and spread my legs wide, as his kisses slowly made their way between my legs.

  He kissed right above my sweet spot, and then slowly made his way down this time and played with the soft flesh between my legs. He ran his tongue up and down along the folds, teasing me delicately with his tongue. He nibbled and pulled until I moaned so desperately that he couldn’t help but laugh at my need.

  He worked his tongue back and forth and up and down, and then plunged it deep inside of me. I tossed my head back and moaned loudly, and push my hips in response. He held my legs down firmly with his hands, though, and I couldn’t move no matter how hard I tried to push back. He worked his tongue in and out of me fiercely, flicking it in circles deep inside of me, touching places I didn’t even know were capable of being touched. He then pulled out of me and made his way up to my clitoris, and began sucking so violently that an orgasm instantly flashed through my body, unexpected and aggressive.

  I pressed my hips up to
him as he pushed back with his mouth, his tongue unrelenting and unstopping. The pleasure was so fast and so intense that I couldn’t help but scream through it, biting my lower lip to try and muffle the sound.

  It lasted a long minute, and he didn’t subside once. The pleasure finally began to ease as he slowed his pace and his touch became more delicate.

  “Holy fuck,” I panted. “That was so not expected.”

  I squirmed and writhed under him as the final waves of pleasure coursed through my body. He pressed his lips between my legs and laughed, the vibration from his voice felt amazing against my flesh.

  I could feel myself absolutely drenched, and he slowly kissed back up along my stomach. He lingered on both breasts, spending a few minutes licking, sucking, and biting each nipple as I moaned under him. He finally made his way back up to my lips and plunged his tongue into my mouth. He tasted sweet and salty, and we kissed each other passionately.

  “Are you going to fuck me now, or what?” I desperately needed him inside of me, and it didn’t matter what he did to me with his tongue, it wouldn’t quench the need I had to have the full-length of him deep inside of me.

  “Not yet,” he whispered into my ear as he nibbled my earlobe.

  I pulled my head sideways away from him. “Don’t fuck with me now. I swear to God I’m going to explode.”

  “I want to taste every inch of you,” he whispered into my neck. “I told you I want to savor every last moment.”

  “You can savor me as you fuck me,” I moaned. “I need you inside me.”

  I pressed my hips up and rubbed up and down against his hard flesh. The passion burned between us and my need for him grew. He pressed himself back against the front of my body, and we both writhed together on the bed. He pumped his hard erection along the front of me, and the friction felt so good. I could feel another orgasm beginning to bud, and I plunged my tongue back into his mouth as I kissed him passionately as our bodies thrusted together. It didn’t take long for the sensation between our two bodies to bring me to orgasm, and I moaned into his mouth as I pressed my hips up against him in response.