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“You want his version or Chiara’s? Since I’ve seen him in action, I’d say he’ll be damn lucky if his mate doesn’t zap his balls. He’s probably a lot like you were.”
“I was smooth. Don’t ask Skyler.” Kole pushed back in his chair, kicking his boots onto his desk. “How about outside the USA?”
“Rural England and parts of Russia are in bad shape. We’ve asked if Cadmon could assign Firebrand liaisons to foreign armies also. Paris fell, of course.”
“If Cadmon can’t spare Firebrands, a few of my refugees have soldiering experience. With training, they’d do great.” Kole jotted a note.
“I’ll contact the overseas military commanders to see who’s interested. If you’d round up potentials for me, I’ll work out assignments. In the meantime, how are things with your stronghold?”
“I’m sure Dax has shared we’re stretched thin. Nothing new. I’ve mandated off-duty times for my Firebrands. They’re working so many hours their asses are chafed from scraping ground, likely to get themselves or a freron killed. I’ve put in civilians to monitor portals for activities, but they are not to engage. Just report. Alarik’s healers tend to wounded Firebrands around the clock.”
“Mortality?”
“Higher than we’d like. Lower than it could be. Our supplies may be a concern. With Arisen Dawn conscripting civilian farmers, we could run low on food. If the booze gets cut off, I’ll have a lot of pissed fighters. They’ll likely raid the liquor stores on Earth.”
“If you run short, let me know. We’ll get what you need. Beer and the hard stuff included.”
Matty tapped his watch and rose. “Gotta report to Sacramento. Afterward, I’m on to Montana.”
Kole said, “About Bounty…”
“Not you, too. I’ve got Dax grilling me till I’m well done. I don’t need you. We know all the problems we face. No one’s biz but ours.”
“Don’t be such a touchy bastard.” Kole slammed a fist on his desk.
Matty curbed the desire to jump at the sound. “I could always tell Bounty your nose is in places it doesn’t belong, like up my tuchus.”
“That’s mean, human. I wanted to say, I’m happy for you two.”
“Aw. That makes me all warm and fuzzy, Commander. But happy or sad, still not your biz.”
****
Cerberus abhorred failure. And since neither the berserker Rahlmon nor the carnal demon Egral had reported in about Blood’s Kiss, he figured they had failed.
Perhaps Roark would still come through. He had assured Lort he was close to finding the weapon while maintaining he was loyal to the cause.
But Cerberus trusted nobody.
In his impatience over waiting for Blood’s Kiss, he turned to a female. Though he was tempted to summon Karen, her mind was shattered. Usually, fear was a powerful aphrodisiac. Tonight, however, he hungered for a willing partner. Besides, he had discovered sex alone did not activate the imprisoned mages’ powers. He had to spell them so they were eager victims who believed they were attracted to him.
The Blood Coven descendant pleasuring him in bed tonight needed no spell. She thought to control him with her seduction, her transparent wiles amusing.
As if any female could keep him from his destiny, make him a slave to passion.
Absurd.
On her hands and knees, the new descendant accepted him into her body. His fist wrapped in her long red hair while he pumped into her from behind. Her breasts bounced in time with his rhythm while she shouted encouragement. “You are a wonderful lover.” Or “You are so strong.” Or “I want you now.”
Some nonsense.
He cared nothing for her opinion of his prowess.
Cerberus pounded into the conniving bitch, pulling her head back until she screamed from pain. He rather liked her high-pitched cries and whimpering though he was less pleased when she enjoyed the agony. It took some of the fun away.
Human whore.
He released into her while she pleaded for him to continue.
