Cora's Secret: A Vampire Ménage Urban Fantasy Romance Read Free

you gets to live in Erie, Pennsylvania?”
    “That’s right.”
    He stared at her, like he was reassessing her. “Supernaturals are taking over this town. They have been for weeks. Are you blind?”
    “I can see you just fine. Just like anyone else I find here, I’m giving you your marching orders.”
    He seemed puzzled. “You don’t feel it, do you?”
    Her heart jumped. “Feel what?” Why on earth was she even letting him string her along like this? She should toss him in the water and get back to work. She had to do it quickly. They would come looking for her soon. She was already late reporting back to her table and her pit boss for the night, Kruger, would have security scouting for her if she was more than a couple of minutes late.
    “I felt it even before I saw you,” he said. “For two days I’ve been heading here, even though I was settled in Cleveland. I didn’t understand it, but I came anyway. Now I understand.”
    “You’re not making a lick of sense. Are you trying to delay leaving?”
    “Yes.” His gaze was the same steady, patient one. “I’m waiting for you to feel it.”
    “Feel what ?” Irritation flared. This was ridiculous.
    But in her heart, she knew it wasn’t. It hadn’t been the sense of cold that had halted her in the middle of the gaming room floor. She had only felt that afterward. It was something else. It was a sense of inevitability….
    “You can feel it,” he said slowly. “You’re just in full denial. Is that why no other supernatural can live in your town? Are you denying that, too? Pretending you’re hu—”
    She didn’t let him get the rest out. It wasn’t planned. She didn’t make a decision. She just launched herself at him, a growl locked in her throat and fury driving her.
    She had enough strength to knock him almost off his feet. She grabbed the shoulder of his jacket and let her momentum spin her around behind him as he staggered once more. She kept pulling, throwing him out into the middle of the parking lot. He was a lot stronger and faster than he should be. He stayed on his feet, his hands out for balance and leaning forward.
    But when she hit him from behind, his already precarious balance fled. He slid forward, his hands skidding along the tarmac and she heard him hiss in pain. Then his breath whooshed out of him as his full length landed heavily. She stood over him and turned him so he was on his back, then dropped to her knees, pinning his arms down with them.
    Her first punch slammed his jaw to one side.
    He shook his head to clear it, just like a human would. That incensed her even more. Trying to be human? This thing? She hit him again. And again.
    Then she was hitting him repeatedly, her anger venting itself with every blow.
    He shifted his weight under her and wrenched his arms out from under her knees. She heard leather tear.
    His hands were around her waist. He was lifting her.
    “No!” she cried and tried to swing her fist past his arm. Instead, her knuckles hit his shoulder. She felt the soft give of muscles beneath. As he sat up, bringing her up with him, she redoubled her efforts. She wanted him to hurt. She wanted him wounded. But most of all, she wanted him to shut up and go away. If beating him to a pulp would do it, then good .
    But his reach was longer than hers. He plopped her onto his knees like she was a toddler and pulled his head back out of the way as she took another swipe at him. “Don’t,” he said mildly.
    “Stop me.”
    “I just did.”
    She swung at him again.
    This time he didn’t duck. Instead, he pulled her up against him and her elbow thumped up against the meaty part of his upper arm.
    His lips pressed against hers.
    The action was so shocking that for a second or two, Cora’s mind blanked out. Pleasure swamped her. It had been too long since she had felt this heated response to a man’s kiss. But this rich depth of pleasure was different. New.
    Cora tore herself away from him, stumbling across the