human tears as she took his blood.
“More,” he whispered because she hadn’t taken enough blood to heal her wounds. Not even close.
Her mouth pressed harder against him and when he felt the scrape of her teeth, Cade expected the memories to slam into him. Another bite, another time.
Torture.
Screams.
Hell.
But…but he only saw her. Saw the gold come back into her eyes. Saw the wounds begin to fade from her body. He didn’t feel like prey.
Her mouth on him—damn, it felt good.
No pain. A pleasure he’d never expected to feel from a vampire’s bite.
Fuck. He was getting turned on while a vampire fed from him.
Her teeth sank into his wrist. She sucked harder and damn if his cock didn’t swell even more.
The rush of pleasure had his breath panting out. This wasn’t just about saving her any longer. Now he was the one who wanted more.
Cade hadn’t gotten enough of Allison when he’d had her in that bed beneath him. Maybe he’d never get enough.
His hand tunneled in her hair. Not to force her away from his wrist, but to hold her against him. To make her take more.
When she licked him again, it was like a shot of pleasure right to his cock.
Want.
But not there. He forced his head to lift, and he gazed at the smoke billowing above them. That witch was out there, she could come at them anytime, she could—
“Cade.” Allison’s voice wasn’t weak now. Her glanced back at her. She’d pushed against him, let go of his wrist, but she stared at him with hunger in her eyes.
Not hunger for blood.
Lust.
For vampires, those two needs could intertwine so easily. That was why some vamps and their fancy-ass vamp councils had started to spread the PR in the paranormal world about their kind not taking directly from living prey.
Like he bought that bullshit.
Her tongue swiped over her lips. Dark red lips. The burns were already gone from her body. The woman was gonna make one dangerously powerful vampire.
No, not make. She already was powerful .
Her hand rose. Touched his lips. “I want you.”
And he wanted to be buried in her as deep as his cock could go.
But first… “We need to get out of here.” Because he could hear sirens coming. Like anyone could ignore a blaze this size. The humans would rush in and fight the flames. Their trucks were already so close that his ears picked up the hard growl of the approaching engines.
If he let Allison stay there, the witch could try again with her fire and fury. The humans could get caught in the cross-fire.
He gazed down at Allison. Her dark hair was wet around her, and her clothes clung tightly to her body. A body he’d learned so well with his hands and mouth.
A body he’d know again.
“Come on…” He pulled Allison to her feet. Watched her carefully. After her first feeding, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Her standing there, looking increasingly lost…that wasn’t it.
He pulled her close. “I’ve got a back-up motorcycle stashed close by. Don’t worry.” His lips pressed a quick kiss to her temple.
And he froze.
Shit. Shit. What was happening to him? How could he care so much about what might happen to a vampire? About how she might be feeling for fuck’s sake?
His back teeth clenched.
Screw it . He kept a tight grip on her arm and raced for the hidden motorcycle. He jumped on the bike, and she climbed on behind him, sliding close and putting those never-ending legs of hers alongside his. When the engine roared to life, they leapt forward, driving fast and hard through the woods. With every minute that passed, Cade realized just how dangerous Allison truly was to him.
Dangerous…because she could make him care.
Sonofabitch.
***
Something was wrong with her. Very, very wrong.
It wasn’t just the drinking blood bit. Oh, hell, she’d actually done that. The blood should have revolted her.
Instead…
It had tasted better than any champagne she’d ever had.
Cade’s blood had been so good, and it
“More,” he whispered because she hadn’t taken enough blood to heal her wounds. Not even close.
Her mouth pressed harder against him and when he felt the scrape of her teeth, Cade expected the memories to slam into him. Another bite, another time.
Torture.
Screams.
Hell.
But…but he only saw her. Saw the gold come back into her eyes. Saw the wounds begin to fade from her body. He didn’t feel like prey.
Her mouth on him—damn, it felt good.
No pain. A pleasure he’d never expected to feel from a vampire’s bite.
Fuck. He was getting turned on while a vampire fed from him.
Her teeth sank into his wrist. She sucked harder and damn if his cock didn’t swell even more.
The rush of pleasure had his breath panting out. This wasn’t just about saving her any longer. Now he was the one who wanted more.
Cade hadn’t gotten enough of Allison when he’d had her in that bed beneath him. Maybe he’d never get enough.
His hand tunneled in her hair. Not to force her away from his wrist, but to hold her against him. To make her take more.
When she licked him again, it was like a shot of pleasure right to his cock.
Want.
But not there. He forced his head to lift, and he gazed at the smoke billowing above them. That witch was out there, she could come at them anytime, she could—
“Cade.” Allison’s voice wasn’t weak now. Her glanced back at her. She’d pushed against him, let go of his wrist, but she stared at him with hunger in her eyes.
Not hunger for blood.
Lust.
For vampires, those two needs could intertwine so easily. That was why some vamps and their fancy-ass vamp councils had started to spread the PR in the paranormal world about their kind not taking directly from living prey.
Like he bought that bullshit.
Her tongue swiped over her lips. Dark red lips. The burns were already gone from her body. The woman was gonna make one dangerously powerful vampire.
No, not make. She already was powerful .
Her hand rose. Touched his lips. “I want you.”
And he wanted to be buried in her as deep as his cock could go.
But first… “We need to get out of here.” Because he could hear sirens coming. Like anyone could ignore a blaze this size. The humans would rush in and fight the flames. Their trucks were already so close that his ears picked up the hard growl of the approaching engines.
If he let Allison stay there, the witch could try again with her fire and fury. The humans could get caught in the cross-fire.
He gazed down at Allison. Her dark hair was wet around her, and her clothes clung tightly to her body. A body he’d learned so well with his hands and mouth.
A body he’d know again.
“Come on…” He pulled Allison to her feet. Watched her carefully. After her first feeding, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Her standing there, looking increasingly lost…that wasn’t it.
He pulled her close. “I’ve got a back-up motorcycle stashed close by. Don’t worry.” His lips pressed a quick kiss to her temple.
And he froze.
Shit. Shit. What was happening to him? How could he care so much about what might happen to a vampire? About how she might be feeling for fuck’s sake?
His back teeth clenched.
Screw it . He kept a tight grip on her arm and raced for the hidden motorcycle. He jumped on the bike, and she climbed on behind him, sliding close and putting those never-ending legs of hers alongside his. When the engine roared to life, they leapt forward, driving fast and hard through the woods. With every minute that passed, Cade realized just how dangerous Allison truly was to him.
Dangerous…because she could make him care.
Sonofabitch.
***
Something was wrong with her. Very, very wrong.
It wasn’t just the drinking blood bit. Oh, hell, she’d actually done that. The blood should have revolted her.
Instead…
It had tasted better than any champagne she’d ever had.
Cade’s blood had been so good, and it
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