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Book:Sinful Mates Series Published:2024-6-4

Thaddeus
When the sun rises, I am awoken by Ryland, moving in his sleep, his hand reaching out for me. Sitting up, I rub my eyes. I can hear Orion rustling around in the kitchen. Throwing the blanket off, I open the bedroom door.
Orion puts his finger to his lips, making me look over at the couch. I can see Evelyn still fast asleep with the comforter wrapped around her. Slowly, I approach the couch, bend down, lifting her head to sit down, and remove her pillow.
Her scent is making my mouth water, and longing fills me. I just want to hold her, yet doing that scares me. Evelyn is so fragile, and sometimes I forget she is merely a human. I can practically smell her humanity.
At first, I had my doubts that she was human. Never in history has a human being mated to a supernatural being, yet here she is, living proof that nothing is impossible.
I listen to her breathing and heart rate, brushing her hair from her face, and she turns to roll in her sleep, her face rubbing my crotch. I try to shift, but she continues to move, trying to get comfortable. My dick is hardening as it twitches under her. This delicate little thing does not know the effect she has on me, even while sleeping.
Orion walks over, leaning over the back of the couch to check on her. Looking up, he kisses me softly. “You won’t break her. She isn’t as fragile as she looks, Thaddeus,” he tells me, and I nod, looking back down at her.
Leaning down, I inhale her scent; she shifts, her eyes flutter open, and I find myself lost in her hazel eyes, mesmerized by them. I hear her heart rate rise, the blood pulse through her veins, and practically see the cogs turning in her head.
She sits up, alarm on her face, but she can’t pull her eyes from mine, like she is unsure if she should run or freeze. Ryland walks out, snapping her attention to him.
I know he woke up from feeling her fear. She will feel the bond they are forming slightly, while he feels her completely, and I can feel her fear through him.
“I won’t hurt you. I just wanted to be near you,” I tell her.
She looks at me curiously. I watch as she gets up, instantly missing her contact. She walks over to Orion and I feel jealousy surge through me.
I understand she has been around him more, used to his presence in a way. Yet it doesn’t stop me from feeling anger at him. Orion hands me a plate, raising an eyebrow, and I shake my head, shaking off the feeling that comes over me.
Getting up, I sit at the table next to her, and she instantly tries to get up. It angers me how she doesn’t want to be near me. I grip her wrist, making Ryland and Orion stare as she sits back down. Orion, watching her, gives her a nod and slides her plate in front of her.
“Eat,” I tell her. Evelyn picks up the fork, pushing her food around but not eating it. I can feel darkness clouding me, telling me to force her, feel it licking my skin, urging me to make her submit to my demands.
“If you’re not hungry, why don’t you have a shower,” Orion says, his eyes not leaving mine.
I instinctually go to rip her back down when Ryland reaches over the table, grabbing my wrist. The alarm in her eyes entices me, and I know she can feel my aura giving off a deadly vibe.
Forcing the darkness down, I speak through clenched teeth. “Go,” I tell her, and she moves quickly, darting into the room.
Ryland waits a few seconds before letting my wrist go. He sits down and I spear a piece of tomato with my fork, not realizing how much force I use as the plate splits in two. I shove the plate away, get up, and toss the broken pieces in the sink.
“Here, I will make some more,” Orion says, about to hand me his plate. I shake my head, walking toward the bedroom.
Ryland stands, making me look at him. “Thaddeus, you will only scare her more,” he says.
“I don’t care,” I tell him, walking off. I just want to touch her, feel her soft skin under my hands.
“Thaddeus,” Orion warns me as I open the door.
Walking over to the ensuite, I turn the knob, but it is locked. Just like yesterday, I twist the knob until it falls apart in my hand. The door opens slightly, her scent wafts to my nose. I can’t help the growl that escapes my lips, as I push the door open and step inside the bathroom.
Her scream resonates and echoes through the bathroom when she notices me watching her. She turns her back to me, trying to shield herself from my eyes. I notice a large burn on her back that runs from her shoulder to her hip.
“Orion!” she screams, her heart pounding in her chest so hard I worry she might give herself a heart attack. I just need to touch her, just touch her. In a trance, I open the shower door.
Orion steps into the bathroom and leans against the door. “Thaddeus,” he growls, and I growl back at him. I feel the darkness creep in as rage bubbles in my veins. How dare he tell me I can’t have what’s mine?
Evelyn
Escaping the dining room, I have only been in the shower for a few minutes when I hear the bathroom door’s handle snap and fall to the floor. My heart skips a beat when I look over my shoulder and see Thaddeus standing in the doorway. His sudden appearance makes me scream in fright.
I watch as his chest rises and falls heavily with each breath he takes. A growl escapes his lips, and a look of pure desire graces his face. Fear consumes me as his eyes glaze over, turning pitch black. His fangs protrude, forcing his lips to part. Trying to cover myself as best I can, I keep my back to him. Thaddeus walks in, reaching for the handle on the shower.
“Orion!” I scream out to him, hoping he will make him go away.
Orion steps in, leaning on the doorframe, a bored look on his face. “Thaddeus,” he calls to him, and I watch, horrified, as Thaddeus snarls, his face distorting in anger as he turns to Orion.
Orion straightens up just as Thaddeus lunges at him. My scream echoes and bounces off the tiled walls as I frantically turn the water off. I can hear fighting and things getting broken. Grabbing my towel, I wrap it around myself before stepping into the bedroom.
Thaddeus has Orion on the ground, but Orion shoves him off. Ryland walks in and pinches the bridge of his nose. I look to Ryland, but he just shrugs, and I can tell he isn’t going to help Orion.