Layla’s Choice (Disaster of the Otherworld #2) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Disaster of the Otherworld Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
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“I’m not hurt.”

“Not physically, but I get a feeling your heart is quite hurt right now.”

She couldn’t tell him he was wrong. Nibbling her lip, she looked toward him, and hated that he was so right.

Alexander carried her upstairs as if she weighed nothing. She couldn’t help but feel for the poor man, because she didn’t feel like nothing to her. She was tempted to demand that he let her walk, but she kept her lips closed and waited, allowing him to walk her upstairs toward the bathroom. She didn’t have her own one, but shared with her parents. She wasn’t going to keep correcting herself. They were her parents, not gargoyles, and she loved them.

Alexander placed her on the floor and immediately turned toward the bath. She watched as he added some smelling salts and turned on the hot water. Was it wrong for her to admire his body? The fullness of his muscles, even though, in essence, he was … dead? It seemed strange to think of him as dead. Alexander wasn’t dead.

“I can hear your thoughts.”

This did make her chuckle. “I’m just wondering if you ever feel dead?”

“No, I don’t feel dead.” He finished filling up the bathtub.

“How did you … become a vampire?”

“I was once a hunter. I was a rich man and it was my duty to protect the town in which I resided, and in my quest to save us from the dreaded monsters, I, instead, became one.”

“How does it happen?” Layla asked.

“It is very rare to be able to make the transition from human to vampire. Blood needs to be drained, and as you drain blood, you also need to be fed their dead blood. It’s a balancing act between alive and dead, and while your heart is still beating, so slowly, the vampire blood must course through the heart, and then it spreads.”

“It sounds painful.”

“It is. There is nothing more painful than becoming a vampire. I wouldn’t recommend it, and my dear, it will not be something you become.”

“Why not?” she asked.

“You’re … you.”

“You don’t even know what I am.”

“You’re powerful. You’re a witch, warlock, and a human. I cannot turn a witch or a warlock, and you are not completely human either.” He held his hands up. “The bath is ready.”

Layla looked at the bath and then at him, nibbling her lip.

“I need to undress.”

“Would you like me to leave?”

“I’ve never been naked in front of a man before.”

“That doesn’t answer my question and I’m not just any man.”

“No, that’s right. You’re a vampire.”

He chuckled and the sound sent a shiver of arousal all the way through her body. “I wasn’t thinking of the fact I’m a vampire.”

“No?”

“I was thinking about the fact that I’m a man. A full-bodied man.” He took a step toward her. “But more importantly, I’m your mate.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against him. She let out a sigh. This is what she’d been wanting—him holding her. His touch helped to ground her, to stop her from panicking, because the truth was she was so close to losing it, and she didn’t want to do that.

She tilted her head back to look at him. “And I’m your mate.” She ran her hands up his chest, circling his neck, and then pulling his head down and pressing her lips against his.

That first touch felt like little electrical shocks all over her body. She couldn’t stop yearning for his touch, begging, desperate, hungry for more. He was all she wanted, and from that first kiss, she didn’t want it to stop.

Alexander broke the kiss, not to pull away but to kiss down her neck. His hands moved from her back, going to her waist, then teasing at the shirt she wore. She wanted him to take it off.

“Tell me what to do,” Alexander said.

“Everything.”

She pulled back just slightly to look him in the eye. Her pussy was so wet. All she wanted to do was press her thighs together, to try and create that beautiful friction, to feel the pleasure she knew was waiting for them both.

One by one, Alexander opened the buttons of her shirt. His gaze never once left hers as he revealed her semi-naked body to his view. She had put on a bra and as she waited, she reached behind her and flicked the clasp.

It was so easy for him to do so but he enjoyed watching her undress for him.

Nibbling her lip, she waited.

Then his hands were touching her naked skin. The tips of his fingers grazed across her skin before going toward the jeans she wore. He flicked the button, and she knew it would only be a few seconds before she was completely naked for him.

Chapter Nine

Now was not the time to be focusing on his own needs. He shouldn’t be thinking with his cock. Alexander knew the threat was out there. It would only be a matter of time before they were knocking on their door, threatening them. He sensed the fear of the others, and he would have to make sure none of them exposed Layla to it. She didn’t need to know her abilities terrified them.


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