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She broke skin and sank her fangs deep into his flesh.

Instantly the connection was made and he leaned against her, eyes closed as she began to suckle. He heard her groan and then felt the pull as she started to take long draws.

It was the most exquisite sensation he’d ever experienced, an erotic high that was instant.

His cock hardened, his body was on fire with need, and his mind was filled with images of the two of them together. Her small, naked form above him, riding him, letting him fill her in a way he’d never thought possible.

Declan ground his hardness against hers and felt like he was spinning out of control. He wanted to crawl inside her, to hold her and make love to her. He heard the beating of his heart, loud inside his head, and then it was joined with another.

Ana’s.

She broke away with a cry, but he held on savagely. “It’s not enough,” he managed to spit out.

“I can’t . . .”

Brutally he forced her head against his flesh and again she fed, this time with an aggressive abandon that made his head swim. His legs sagged and if not for the wall, surely he would have fallen. It seemed to go on forever, but in fact must have been only a few minutes. His body was cold, yet inside he was on fire.

She wrenched away and he stared down at her. Ana’s eyes were huge pools of licorice, her fangs were distended, and his blood lay upon her mouth.

He stared at the crimson stain for several seconds. He found the sight fascinating and bent down to gently sweep his lips across hers. He was breathing heavily and rested his forehead against her cheek.

Christ but his head was spinning. His senses were on overload, and the joy, the sheer fucking thrill he felt at finally connecting with the vampire, was overwhelming.

“Oh my God, are you all right?” she asked quickly, her fingers flying over his face. “If I hurt you . . .”

“I’m good. Just need a second.”

He was, in fact, weak as hell.

He took a few more moments and then slowly turned. They were still deep in the shadows that clung to the corners, and he saw the blonde he’d left at the bar looking his way. His gaze swept the room; no one else paid them any mind.

He inhaled Ana’s scent and felt relief. Her sweetness was no longer. She smelled like any other demon in the place.

“We need to go.” His voice was hoarse. The room was now spinning. If shit was gonna st

art flying there was no way he’d be able to defend her.

He tensed, expecting her to challenge him, and was surprised when she acquiesced. “Where?”

His arms went around her shoulder and they started toward the door. “Anywhere but here,” he said roughly.

They were nearly to the exit when the blond demon appeared, her eyes curious and maybe a little suspicious.

“Who’s your friend?” she asked. “She on vacation from District Three as well?”

Declan nodded, his voice curt as he dismissed her. “She’s mine.” He turned toward the door.

“Sure you don’t wanna share?” The blonde stared at Ana, her serrated teeth glinting through the dark.

Ana hissed, “I don’t share what belongs to me.”

The demon smiled. “Honey, if you leave premium candy like that lying around”—she nodded toward Declan—“someone will come along and lick it.”

“I need to go,” he whispered. Darkness skirted the edges of his vision and Declan feared he’d pass out. He pulled on the vampire, a wave of relief washing through him as she hurried along to follow.

He reached for the door, afraid to look back, and when he yanked it open, felt the cool air caress his face, Declan groaned.

They slipped outside, his heavy weight leaning on Ana for support.

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