Adrian (The Dark Shadows Book 4) by Ariel Marie

took in order to spend eternity with him. But if it failed, she would run. She would get far away from him. She refused to do him any harm.
    “I’ll do it,” she said, turning toward Aven. “Whatever I have to do, I’ll do it.”

Chapter 15
Adrian
    H is mate was so brave , and his chest filled with pride as he gazed upon her. Angel stood at the window of the bedroom that Aven had assigned them. She was to stay with the Fae until the necromancer spell could be broken. They may have only just been mated, but he refused to leave his little mate’s side. Where she went, he went.
    She had been left alone in life far too long, and he refused to have her feel abandoned by him. He would stay with her through the whole ordeal, and if it didn’t work, they would find someone else that would be able to help them.
    “What are you thinking about?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind, bringing her back against his chest.
    He needed to feel her in his arms. He could feel her body shiver as he nuzzled her neck. He loved the smell of her, and discovering all there was to his pint-sized mate. Once this was all over, he promised that they would go away for a while, just the two of them, so that they could properly get to know each other in every way.
    “What if this doesn’t work?” she asked quietly, not taking her eyes off the scenery outside their window. If it hadn’t been for his face in the crook of her neck, he may not have heard what she asked.
    “You have to be confident in Aven. He is a very powerful Fae.”
    “You’re going to stay here with me?” she asked, turning in his arms.
    “Rogues couldn’t tear me away,” he answered, tipping her chin so he could claim her mouth.
    He couldn’t keep his hands off her. It had been too long since he was able to kiss her, or even hold her the way he wanted to. Earlier, when he thought that his family was kicking her out, he was ready to fight them all for her. He refused to be separated from the other half of his soul.
    His jeans grew tight as she moved closer to him to reach her hands up to tangle them in his hair. The feel of her smaller tongue dueling with his, and the sounds that she made as he palmed her breast drove him crazy. He squeezed her mound, loving how it filled his hand perfectly. A moan escaped her again. He needed her.
    Now.
    He gently lifted her up in air, not breaking their kiss. He laid her across their bed gently, following her down to settle in between her legs.
    “Adrian.” She moaned his name as he scraped his fangs against her throat.
    He needed to feed, and he was sure she would need blood too. Since they had mated, they would no longer need to feed from donors; they could feed off each other. It would be a choice to feed from a donor, but it would no longer be a necessity. “Do we have time?”
    “Shit,” he groaned, thrusting his jean clad erection against her warmth. “We can make time.” She wrapped her legs around his waist.
    He pulled her shirt up, exposing her plump mounds in her almost sheer bra. He could see her dark areolas through the little material, and just looking at her caused him to curse. She was absolutely beautiful.
    A knock at the door sounded and their eyes met. A sad smile crossed her face as he rolled his eyes and cursed. “It’s okay,” she said softly.
    “I swear, I will kill whoever is on the other side of that fucking door,” he muttered, rolling off of her.
    He stood and walked over to the door, looking back and finding Angel walking into the en suite bathroom, trying to fix her hair. He smiled to himself, loving how his hands felt in that long dark hair. He adjusted himself before he opened the door, and found the female Fae who had greeted them when they first arrived.
    “Your luggage,” she said, nodding to the young bellhop. He opened the door, waving the young human male into their bedroom. He quickly delivered and sat down the luggage before heading out. “No need to tip. We’ve