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“You’re not used to needing anyone else.”
No, even at Night Watch, she usually worked on her own. She liked it that way. If you had a partner, you’d start to care too much.
Then it would hurt like a bitch when the partner left…or died. Hunters at Night Watch didn’t always have the longest life expectancy.
Slowly, he turned fully toward her. His hand lifted and skimmed her cheek. “I told you I knew about the Born coming to the city.” His fingers were light, but strong. His thumb brushed over her lips. “Every vamp in the city is lit up because of him. Some are scared shitless. Some are thrilled.”
Because some loved to see death and chaos.
“He’ll bring hell, Dee. Born Masters have too much power. He’ll bring the vamps he’s turned, all those…” A gritted jaw, then, “Puppets that he controls, and he’ll burn down the city if he can.”
Borns didn’t come out and play much in the States. Not much at all. Because when they played, life ended.
“I’m going to stop him,” she breathed the words against his fingertip. She would stop him. Dee was certain of that. Maybe not too sure of the how part of the equation, but she’d find a way to stop him. There wasn’t any other choice.
“No.”
She blinked.
“We’ll stop him.” A vow. Then he kissed her.
Just what she’d been wanting. Dee rose onto her toes, locked her arms around him, and held on tight.
So she sucked with emotions and nice words, but getting physical was definitely her strong suit.
His tongue thrust into her mouth, and she moaned, loving that strong glide. His lips were firm, hard, just what she wanted, and her nipples tightened as need burned through her. The aches, the pains, the fears—all faded away.
Lust. Hunger. Need—all that remained.
His hands slid down her back, curled over her ass, and jerked her up high against him.
No mistaking the swollen ridge of his cock.
Good, I’m not alone in this.
His mouth tore from hers. “Not stopping this time.”
“You’d better not.”
His lips pressed against her throat. Oh, yes. Her panties were about to get really wet. Good thing she wouldn’t be wearing them much longer. “Bed,” she gasped. Not real big, but it would do. “Next…room.”
He’d had her naked before, but she hadn’t seen him. Not yet.
Soon.
Skin to skin. Pleasure fighting the darkness. That was what she wanted.
Because the darkness always followed her, even in the daylight.
They fumbled their way to the bed. Kissing. Stroking. Hands sliding over skin and making the lust spike.
Not stopping. Not!
He hit the button for the lights. No windows in this room. You had to have the lights to see. She definitely wanted to see everything.
Dee shoved him onto the mattress and laughed when his eyes widened.
Then she stripped. Nothing fancy, because she wasn’t the striptease type. Her borrowed shirt hit the floor. No bra. Not like she really needed one.
