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Actually, in the eyes of the syndicate, Brien was literally my brother. We shared a sire, Prima Lenore, although he’d been born of her body while I’d been turned by her.
Eden’s throat worked. “I know.”
My eyes locked on the pulse beating at the base of her neck. Sweet Lilith, I ached for a taste of her hot, tangy blood on my tongue. No human’s flavor was exactly the same, and Eden’s was…perfect.
It had been too damn long since I’d fed from her. And tonight, I couldn’t even fuck her. Not until I got the midwife’s all-clear.
Yeah, I was a masochist, ordering her to sit on my lap like this. But I’d rather hold her than fuck another thrall, something I refused to examine too closely.
She was watching me watch her. She waited until I raised my gaze to her face, and whatever she saw in my expression made her blush and squirm on my lap.
“What are you going to do?” she asked in a scratchy voice.
I stifled a groan. She looked so young with no makeup, her pupils dilated, hot color painting her cheeks. My dick was iron-hard now, pressed against the side of her ass.
“You’ll see.”
I wasn’t going to hurt her. Just make her sweat a little.
Although right now, having her on my lap, equal parts confused and turned on, I could almost forget all the trouble she’d caused.
Almost.
I tugged at the hem of her baby-blue sweater. “I want this off.”
She had to stand to remove it. I dropped the sweater on the couch arm, then stripped her pants and shoes off until she stood before me in dove-gray bra and panties.
I pulled her between my thighs, running my hands over her curves. She was so fucking sexy, her breasts full, her belly rounded with our spawn. I pressed a kiss to the silky V of her cleavage, drawing her fresh-cookie scent deep into my lungs.
“Damn, you’re beautiful,” I ground out, the words torn from the dark place in me that had gone a little crazy when she’d left.
Those first few hours, I’d been terrified that she’d been hurt or even kidnapped—I’d been that sure of her, that certain she wouldn’t have left me willingly. Then when it had become clear that I was wrong, that she had left of her own free will, my terror had turned to a black fury.
“You think so?” Eden asked. “Even now?”
I didn’t like the uncertainty in her voice. She was still Eden—a tall, curvy goddess of a woman—just pregnant.
But I also remembered that black fury. So I nipped the curve of her breast, not breaking the skin but as a tiny punishment.
She squeaked and jumped.
“Fuck yeah, I think you’re sexy,” I told her. “But don’t think you can get around me with that sexy body. You’re still in trouble.”
I dragged her back onto my lap, half-expecting her to fight. But she didn’t. Instead, with a leaky sigh, she leaned against my chest, a small surrender that went a long way to appeasing the darkness.
Still, I was far from finished with her. She needed to be taught a lesson about messing with the syndicate—and the vampire who’d made a favorite of her.
I smacked the side of her ass. “Open your thighs.”
I waited until she’d spread them on mine, then deliberately didn’t touch her there. I wanted her to feel open, vulnerable while I explored her body.
Her spine went rigid. “Yes, Master,” she said, the attitude back in full force.
My grin had sharp teeth in it. “You think that bothers me? You can call me Master all you want. Maybe I’ll go easier on you, in fact.”
Her head snapped around. If she’d had a dagger, I probably would’ve found myself facing the business end. Her blue eyes smoldered. “You—”
I wrapped my hand around her throat, knowing it was a sure way to shut her up. She liked that. We both did, the light pressure telling her I was in control.
