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Dawn comes.
He licked her neck. Her pulse pounded against his mouth. Fast with excitement. Bursting with life.
Testing now, he let his teeth score her skin.
She jerked, but didn’t fight. He chained her hands over her head. Held them against the couch with his left hand.
Dee probably thought she could break away from him at any time. The lady didn’t know how wrong she was. She should have known better than to invite him inside. Now he held the power, and she didn’t even realize it.
His teeth wanted to press harder into her skin. Part of him wanted her to know the danger she courted.
His right hand trailed down her body. Soft skin, covering a finely muscled body. Dee was a fighter, no denying it or the marks of the past that scarred her skin.
His fingers paused over her belly. Flat and smooth.
His mouth opened wider.
Her hands ripped free in an instant. Hadn’t expected that. She shoved against him, once, hard.
Simon raised up and stared down at her. So many lights were on in her house. Lights against the dark.
Dawn was coming.
“Don’t play the vamp game on me. That shit doesn’t get me off.”
Didn’t it?
“And it sure as hell can’t work for you.”
Ah, so she’d already done her research on him. That meant he had to let Grace go free. Pity. He could have used her services again.
“If you can’t deliver, get the hell out.”
Cold. Hard. Just what he’d expect from a hunter like her.
But her eyes were wild. Not just with lust but with fear. Her lips trembled and he knew, better than others, what demons rode her. “I’m not going any place.” Not yet.
Fuck the dawn.
Forget.
He’d make her forget all right. And make her always remember him and what he could give to her.
His fingers caught the edge of her panties. Plain white cotton. Serviceable. The panties shouldn’t have been sexy. On her, they were.
He eased down, lowering his head, and kissed her through the fabric. Her hips shot up at the sensual touch.
“Easy.” His eyes lifted to hers. “Trust me.”
I can’t. He could read the words on her face though she didn’t speak a word.
“You’ll have to,” he said and meant it. Sooner or later, there would be no choice.
He licked his lips and knew he couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop. His cock was nearly bursting, so full he hurt, and the woman who’d crept into his mind and twisted his fantasies into nightmares quivered beneath him. His to pleasure.
His.
For the moment, anyway.
