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He knew.

Alex could see he pleased me with his reluctant compliance.

Their kisses were soft and tender, then deepened, becoming passionate and daring. He looked back at me with defiance, yet there was pleasure in the game, resisting and yielding in turn, his darkest fantasies rising to the surface, playing out exactly as he secretly craved.

They made love to Alex like true masters of the element, molding his needs, licking his cock to play with him like a toy, devouring, savoring every movement. Soft echoes of moans and gasps rose from that corner, light flickering over their bodies as the dance of lust and desire unfolded in a slow, dreamlike rhythm.

In the hush, they sent him reeling, his heavy breathing a quiet rhythm that erased the world. At times, they were tender, and other times deliriously rough.

I watched him opening like a rare flower, vulnerable, and almost begging to be crushed.

And afterward, he fell forward into their arms, exhausted.

Alex was permitted to rest upon the wooden bench. I settled next to him and ran my fingers through his hair.

He shuddered.

Alex’s sense of honor and confusion were tightly woven into his calm exterior.

He reacted to my fingers caressing his sore flesh, gently stroking his skin, my firm touch decreasing the incessant sting.

“Again,” I said. “He’s not ready. Again.”

Chapter Fifty-Three

JADEON

It was ironic that my once-suicidal thoughts had now turned to those of survival. With my eyes closed, it was easy to pick up the rich aroma of blood permeating the air. My blood.

The drag of frustration nagged at me. I was always in such a hurry that my ability to use sound judgment was impaired. This was something I had to bear in mind. If I failed to learn from this lesson, I would be doomed to repeat it.

As quickly as the vampires had appeared, they left, commanded by the female who lingered behind me. Her scent of lilies reassuring, and strangely familiar. She pressed her wrist against my lips. Unable to resist the offer, I grasped her hand and suckled. Death’s taste soon dissolved.

I opened my eyes and turned awkwardly.

“Catherine!” I drew back, wiping the blood away from my lips and sat up.

Shame filled me, a hazy realization dawning that it had been a sacred moment, and I had taken from it savagely, unaware it was her.

Are you real?

“Jadeon. I won’t let them hurt you again.”

My heart leapt. Looking around, I checked that we were alone. She had saved me, and the idea that they might come back for her was more than I could endure, even as I had seen her command them.

“We don’t have much time,” she said.

Reeling with emotions, stunned to see her, I reached out and touched her. “I never gave up.”

Catherine had not changed at all. She offered her wrist again as tears fell.

I grasped her hand and held it in mine. “Why did you not come to me before?”

“Impossible.”

“I’m so happy to see you.” I sighed. “Are you all right? Has he harmed you in any way?”

Catherine shook her head.