Title: Bite Marks
Series: The Lycans #5
Author: Jenika Snow
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: January 24, 2022
I was ruthless, brutal. A sociopath by all accounts. The leader of the American Vampire Clan, a male who all feared because I was merciless.
And then I found my mate. Kayla. So fragile. Breakable. So human.
I’d make her mine, and she’d hate me for it. I wanted to give her pain with pleasure, wanted to break her skin and lick up the blood I spilled… take Kayla into me like she’d take me into her.
I’d have her surrendering to my needs. I’d give her my body but wouldn't be able to give her my heart.
How could I when it wasn’t something I had to offer, when I was nothing but a coldhearted killer?
So when the threats come to my front door, it’s time to show my female she’s mated to the most dangerous vampire in the world.
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“So if I’m playing along and accept that you’re a vampire”—holy shit, how weird did that sound?—“how old are you? Like Dracula old, or are we talking decrepit like Nosferatu?”
He tipped his head back and laughed loud and hard, his thickly corded neck coming into view. His Adam’s apple bobbed for a second before he sobered.
“One hundred twenty years.”
It was my turn to sober so hard and fast I might have died. “Goddamn,” I murmured. “You take ‘robbing the cradle’ to a whole new level. You do know I’m not even twenty-five?”
He hummed as if that turned him on. “You could have been old and wasted away when we first met, and I’d still find you the most gorgeous female to ever walk the planet.”
Okay. That was… beautiful. And weird. Definitely weird, but whatever.
“You don’t eat?” I asked instead of saying anything in response to that. My voice was a squeaky whisper before I cleared it and pulled my shoulders back.
Adryan made sure to keep his glass full, and damn him for even making that look sexy.
He leaned back in his chair but didn’t respond, just watched me as he lifted his glass, peering at me over the rim, and took a pull of the alcohol. When he set the crystal down, his fingers still wrapped loosely around it, the smirk he gave me had equal parts of annoyance and arousal raging against each other.
“Oh, I eat.” He was still smirking as he lowered his gaze down my body. He couldn’t see much because of how the table was situated, but I knew if he could, he’d be looking at one particular spot.
“I’m just not eating right now, kitty. I’m more concerned with you and your needs.”
I cleared my throat and shifted on the chair, looking everywhere but at him.
Stay focused. Stay focused.
“So why don’t you tell me what kind of man you are.” Of course I knew, or at least had a pretty good notion by the way he held himself, the things he said, hell, the clear abundance of money, judging by his place. Then there was the whole “import and export” business that seemed super shady, given his evasiveness about it.
I expected him to smirk arrogantly again, but his expression stayed stoic.
“What kind of man do you think I am?”
I pursed my lips. “You want me to be honest?”
“Abso-f*cking-lutely. I don’t ever lie and wouldn’t want my mate to either.”
My throat was so tight and dry. “I think you do bad stuff.” He didn’t respond, didn’t even breathe. “You’re a criminal, among other things, and you’re not going to let me leave.”
“No.” His tone was so… final. “I won’t let you leave. And yes. I am all those things… and more.”
My eyes narrowed at his cockiness. “You’re an arrogant assh*le.”
“I am.” He grinned slowly. “But that’s one of the nicer things I’ve been called, princess.”
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Starting out as an avid reader, Jenika took up penning her first story and published it in 2009. Since then, she’s written books in just about every trope and sub-genre in romance.
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