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She dropped off his back and circled to stand in front of him. She put both hands on his face. “The next time I tell you I’ve got to donate, get your ass over to me. Understood?”

His eyes widened and he nodded in what appeared to be a dumb fashion.

His gaze shifted to Rez, who’d ended up in an unconscious heap at the base of the wall. He was coming to and holding his jaw with one hand.

When he caught sight of Stone, he pressed himself up against the wall. “I didn’t know.” He mumbled the words. Rosamunde was pretty sure Stone had broken his jaw. His face was a bloody mess.

“Sorry, Rez, but she’s mine.”

Rez mumbled his position again. “I fucking didn’t know.”

“Damn.” He called to Rachel. “Get this man the best fae healer you can find and send me the bill.”

“I’m on it,” Rachel said. She had her cellphone to her ear.

Rosamunde kept her hands on Stone, but addressed Rez. “I’m sorry, too.” Rosamunde felt it was the least she owed Rez. “I shouldn’t have come here.”

Stone glanced around at the broken furniture then turned toward Rachel again. “And send me the bill for the furniture.”

“I’ll do no such thing for either the healer or the furniture and you know why.”

Rosamunde knew as well. Stone and his Guardsmen had rescued her from an Invictus onslaught about a year ago. She was being carted off and would have been paired with a wraith by now if the Guardsmen hadn’t intervened.

Stone nodded. “As you wish.” He then shifted his attention to Rosamunde and that’s when everything took another quick, hard turn. He caught her up in his arms and she was airborne and flying out the open door before she could blink. She held tight to his body for fear any loose limb would get knocked off if it contacted something solid.

Stone was breathing rough again and sounded like a beast warming up to devour something. Maybe her. A girl could hope because the rock-laden, stream scent pouring off his body, sent pleasurable lightning strikes straight between her legs.

She wanted a taste and began wiggling upward in his arms. When she’d gone as far as she could go, she was inches away from his neck. She reached out with her tongue and swiped. He tasted like the way his eyes looked, yet with a flowing stream and rocks beneath: Rocks, moss and water.

She grabbed hold of his neck and sucked on him.

He lost control in the air and rocked wildly back and forth, which meant his grip lessened a little. Because of it, she was able to climb the last two inches and really latch onto his throat. She didn’t exactly understand the impulse, but she began to suck harder still.

He groaned then roared.

She had no idea where they were as he began his descent. Though when he landed her in the middle of a pine forest, she had a sense he’d taken her deep into the forest of the Dauphaire Mountains.

He lifted her up and the next thing she knew she had a tree at her back and this time he was sucking at her neck.

His voice entered her mind. Pants off.

She wasn’t about to argue since that was all she could think about as well.

The moment he drew back, she got rid of her stilettos and jeans as fast as she could, then levitated slightly to keep her bare feet out of the pine needles.

She knew exactly where this was headed and she was so on board. But she wanted to make sure he understood her willingness.

Take me. All the way. Now.

His tongue slathered her neck while down low she felt his hand between his body and hers as he took his stiff cock in hand. She released a strangled, hungry moan and arched her pelvis, then lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist.

His whole body was writhing anxiously as he pressed his cock against her opening. The moment he began to push inside, she let out a long, low moan that echoed around the forest.

Her heart

literally ached at this point. Take from my vein, now, Stone. Please.

He grunted his assent, licked her neck twice and struck with his sharp fangs. Another lightning strike of pleasure zapped her between her legs where he was already pistoning.

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