No. He needed to resist.
Blinded by the pain, Snow fumbled for the wrist restraint and slammed his arm into it. The cuff whipped shut and locked automatically. After the incident with Anya and the party, Snow had asked Antoine to custom order him new restraints for his wrists, ones he would be able to close himself without any need for assistance, and therefore no need to risk the lives of those he cared about by asking them to help him.
He flopped onto his back and brought his other arm down hard. It hit only mattress. He tried again and missed the cuff for a second time.
The female foolishly moved forwards as though she wanted to assist him, and he snarled and lashed out at her with his free hand, his blunt claws swiping the air just millimetres from her stomach.
She gasped, flapped her black wings, and shot away from him, towards the mahogany panelled entrance door of his apartment. She didnâ€™t leave. Her wide luminous eyes locked on him.
Snow smacked his arm down again and hit the cuff this time, causing it to snap shut around his wrist. He breathed hard, fighting the hunger for blood and death, and swallowed. His insides burned with the need for blood, setting him aflame and pushing him to the edge of oblivion. Couldnâ€™t lose it. Not again. Not when everyone was expecting him to come down later and be around the babies.
Not when the angel was perilously close to him.
She had moved to the foot of the bed again and was staring at him with pity in her eyes.
He cursed her in the language of his homeland for that and she flinched away, her jet-black hair falling down to mask her face. Her fear reached out and curled around him, tempting him into breaking free and slaking his thirst for violence on her.
â€œFeet.â€ He forced the word out from between clenched teeth and his fangs cut into his gums, flooding his mouth with the taste of his wretched blood.
She didnâ€™t move.
Snow snarled and lashed out with his legs, hoping to show her what might happen if she was foolish enough to ignore his request.
â€œI presume angels can die?â€ he growled the words at her, throwing them like barbs in a black deadly tone.
She visibly shook, her wide eyes darting to his before they shot to his ankles and then the cuffs attached to the heavy steel bedposts. Her nerves washed over him but she moved this time, bravely inching forwards. He tried to control himself but her proximity to him wreaked havoc and he kicked out again, trying to injure her to satisfy his dark needs even when he didnâ€™t want to hurt her.
She grabbed the cuff in one hand and tried to capture his ankle with the other. He snarled, planted his left foot onto the mattress and used it as leverage to thrust his other leg as close as he could get it to her. The cuffs around his wrists bit into his flesh and almost jerked his arms out of their sockets, but the pain didnâ€™t stop him from kicking out at her with his right foot.
She skilfully evaded the blow, snagged his ankle with a lightning fast strike, and had the cuff around it before he could catch up.
Her face set in grim lines of determination, she tackled his other ankle and easily captured it.
Snow hated feeling completely vulnerable and weak, he always had, and the feel of the cuff locking around his ankle sent him off the deep end. He thrashed wildly, bucking and snarling, pulling against his restraints until his bones blazed and his skin shredded.
Still it wasnâ€™t enough to stop him from thirsting for blood and fearing he would escape and make a meal out of the angel.
â€œCome.â€ He jerked his chin, trying to entice her. He had broken restraints before when lost to his bloodlust and although these new ones had held him firm for three weeks, he wasnâ€™t about to trust they wouldnâ€™t give out if he used all of his strength on them.
She held her ground, refusing to budge, her eyes on his fangs. â€œNo.â€
Snow roared. â€œCome here or die! I will not harm you.â€
Perhaps threatening her wasnâ€™t his best move given the situation and his current condition. She shook her head.
â€œCollar.â€ He pushed the word out before another surge in his hunger overpowered his ability to speak and left him snarling in agony and bowing off the mattress. He dug the back of his head into the black pillows and growled through the blistering wave of fire that rushed through his veins.
When a glimmer of sanity returned, the angel was standing at the head of the bed on his right, pity back in her eyes again. He snapped at her with his fangs and cursed her. She glared at him and struck him hard, the slap burning his left cheek.
â€œYou dare speak to me that way again and I will leave.â€
Good. He wanted her to leave. Snow cursed her again, blacker and fouler this time, calling her names that would have shamed his mother if she had heard them. The foolish wench had tried to raise him to be a placid, gentle man. Snow chuckled darkly. Placid. Gentle. Stupid bitch. He was vicious. Evil. Twisted.
The angel struck him again, hard enough this time that pain splintered across his skull like a spider web, driving him towards darkness. God damn it. Snow wanted another one of those blows. He wanted oblivion and unconsciousness.
Her eyes flicked to the thick steel chain attached to his headboard and the collar at the end of it.
â€œI will not put that on you.â€ She sounded resolute but the fear in her eyes said he could probably convince her to go through with it.
He tried to grab her, twisting his body towards hers, and she moved back a step.
â€œCollar,â€ he snarled.
â€œNo,â€ she whispered, shaking her head, her beautiful eyes imploring him not to ask her again. â€œIt feels wrong to do such a thing to a man.â€
Snow snapped at her. â€œI am not a man. Collar me.â€
He threw his head back and snarled again as a fresh wave of fire burned through him and his stomach cramped harder than ever, his insides feeling as though they were trying to tie themselves into knots.
Snow lurched forwards and in that moment, cold steel brushed the back of his neck and then closed over the front. Mercy. She had done it, and while he had been lost to his dark urges too. Foolish female.
He collapsed onto the bed and breathed hard, trying to edge himself through a coming episode without it hitting him fully.
Her soft warm fingers brushed a line across his throat, the action soothing him even as it stoked his hunger to a dangerous new level. She smelled so good this close. He could scent her blood flowing beneath her creamy skin. Saliva pooled in his mouth. His fangs itched for a taste of her.
Snow managed to turn his face away from her.
â€œYou have marks that say you wear this collar often.â€ There was pity in her voice. â€œWhy is it so necessary?â€
Snow looked up at her and smirked. â€œI have a little drinking problem.â€
Did you enjoy today’s tease?
A powerful vampire lost deep in his bloodlust, Snow is a savage animal, mindless with rage and a thirst for violence, and trapped with no hope of awakening from an endless nightmareâ€¦ until a song draws him up from the abyss, restoring his sanity but leaving him haunted by the sweet feminine scent of lilies and snow, and fragmented familiar lyrics.
When the mysterious and beautiful songstress reappears in Snowâ€™s room at Vampirerotique, she awakens a fierce protective streak and stirs dark desires that drive him to claim her as his female, even when he knows his touch will destroy her innocence.
A single forbidden taste is all it takes to unleash emotions in Aurora that she shouldnâ€™t possess, tearing her between duty and desire, and luring her into surrendering to her wildfire passion and embracing hungers that burn so hotly they threaten to consume them both.
One act of kindness can lead to one thousand acts of sin though, each a black mark against the bearerâ€™s soul and another grain of sand that slips through an hourglass. The clock is ticking and time is almost up. Can beauty save the beast?
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