Hunted, The Complete Edition: A Full-length Steamy Vampire Romance (New England Nightwalkers) by Chloe Cole Page A

though, directly in her new line of sight, a topless dark-haired woman had her head tossed back as the man beside her leaned in and took her pointed nipple between his teeth while she slid her hand between his legs and closed her fingers over his cock.
    “Sh-should we go?” she found herself asking, mentally cursing the still raspy sound of her voice.
    “I’m in charge of security. I try to stay long enough to establish a presence in each room. Usually, just knowing there are eyes on them is enough to get the patrons to behave, and then we make the rounds. A couple more minutes and we’ll move it along.”
    His mouth barely moved as he spoke to her in low tones, so surreptitious. The model of propriety and professionalism.
    Except those eyes. Raging hot and needy in a way at total odds with his tone. Seemed like maybe Gabriel wasn’t as unaffected as he pretended to be.
    The ache between her thighs spread and the pressure began to build. She lifted a hand to wipe away the bead of sweat that had formed on her upper lip.
    Was it hot in here?
    Gabriel’s low voice sounded in her ear. “You all right?”
    She jerked her head toward him and met his intense gaze. “Yeah, I’m, um, I’m fine,” she lied.
    Because she wasn’t fine.
    She was hands-shaking, belly-clenching, panty-searing horny for a near-stranger who, up until five minutes ago, she’d suspected was a vampire. And even worse?
    She was pretty sure he knew it.

6
    Chapter Six
    H e had only himself to blame. Some preternatural survival instinct had blared out the warning the moment he’d seen her photo, but he’d ignored it. The second he laid eyes on her in the flesh, he should’ve called it quits. But now he was screwed.
    Because she liked it.
    Watching that redhead suck her Master off had affected Zara. Even now, the image of her licking her own plump lips ran through his mind, and he swallowed a groan.
    She was intrigued. Was sucking cock with other people watching the little librarian’s secret fantasy, or was it more than that?
    Did she want a Master of her own?
    He shut down that thought immediately and steeled himself against the urges that threatened to consume him.
    Don’t think about your hands in that blonde hair, working her over your cock.
    Don’t think about that sweet, round ass, pink from your hand and wriggling for more.
    Don’t think about taking her neck between your fangs…letting them slide through that supple flesh until the hot rush of blood fills your mouth.
    It was time to go. He’d done enough to throw her off the scent and now he had to get her the hell out of here before he broke his vow.
    He reached for her hand and all but dragged her into the next room. He closed the door of the dimly lit office, and willed himself to step back from her until he could get his shit together for a second. Too bad Zara wasn’t having it. She’d finally stopped clutching that stupid vial around her neck and was staring at him, her gaze still glassy and hot.
    “Do you like me, Gabriel?”
    “I like you fine,” he said gruffly.
    “Then why are you trying to scare me off?” She tucked a strand of blonde hair behind one ear and cocked her head, her blue eyes searching his for answers. “You walked out of my house and never came back. You barely even look at me when you talk to me. Now you bring me here, tell me you’re bad, show me that place…Did I do something to offend you?”
    Her words made his stomach clench with guilt. It wasn’t Zara’s fault that he couldn’t control his thoughts around her. And if she was what she seemed—just a librarian with a vivid imagination grasping at straws--she didn’t deserve what he was inadvertently putting her through.
    But that didn’t change the facts. And the facts were, he wanted her.
    Bad.
    And if he spent any more time in her company, he was likely to do something they would both most certainly regret.
    He flexed his jaw and focused on a spot over her shoulder. “In another