He grips his knee and pats his chest, but when I refuse to lie down with him I feel his glamor wash over me, and tears prick my eyes as he forces me to lie down with him as if we were a happy couple. Tucking me in beside him and draping his arm across my waist, he nuzzles my neck, licking and sucking my skin, and I squirm, repulsed by him, when he bites me. My shock makes me gasp as I feel him feed on me, feel his c**k turning hard in his pants, and I thrash when he grips my throat. Lexa rears forward, and I elbow him, only for him to pounce on me; he grips my face in his hand, forcing himself between my legs.
“You will obey, Elena. Now that Alisha is gone, you’ll take her place,” he snarls when I hear a loud bang downstairs.
Jake lurches upright and looks toward the door. “Stay here,”
