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“Fuck... you,” she rasped, and I tried to hide my grin.
I waited until Jack cleared the city and pulled onto a long stretch of motorway. It wasn’t quiet by any means this close to the capital, but at least it was straight roads and a steady run. It would only take an hour to reach the safehouse. I reached over and unclicked Tory’s seat belt, and then my own.
“West,” she murmured as I pulled her onto my lap.
“Shh.” I cradled her in my arm and brushed her long, silky hair away from her neck. “I’m going to try to make you feel better, okay?”
“Mmm,” she replied, closing her eyes again.
I took a breath, steeling myself, and bit down into her soft skin. The glorious taste of her filled me, flooding my mouth, my veins, and even my mind. It danced through my cells and my synapses, captivating every part of me. Beyond the decadence of her blood, however, there was another darker taste that marred it. It tasted wrong, and the vileness spread through me too, making me feel nauseous. The effects weren’t changed by the presence of the drug, so I pulled away, groaning as she began to grind herself against my rock-hard cock.
“Fuck, my lady... don’t...”
She was either ignoring me or was too out of it to hear me. Her fingers found my hair, pulling me closer, and she slipped her other hand between us, fumbling for my belt buckle.
“No, my lady, we can’t,” I told her firmly, grabbing her hand and pulling it away. I couldn’t do anything about the rest of her though, and she rubbed herself against me. I bit down on my lip and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to think of something, anything, that would distract me. Her blood was an instant aphrodisiac, not that she needed it. She dominated my dreams without it, but there was no way I was letting her do anything when she was this out of it.
After what seemed like a tortuous eternity, she settled against me, dropping into sleep, her head resting against my shoulder. I brushed her hair away from her face, the unnatural exhaustion creeping up over me, too, as the drug took its effect. It would be slower for me, and I hoped by sharing, it would mean she wouldn’t feel so ill the next morning. My fingertips tingled as I felt the effects of the alcohol too. How much had she fucking drunk tonight? Stupid girl. Stupid, beautiful, dangerous...
I dragged myself back to consciousness when the familiar crunch of gravel sounded underneath the wheels of the car. I looked down at Tory who was cuddled into my chest, her fingers threaded through mine. Normally she looked peaceful when she slept, but tense expressions skittered across her face and she kept stirring.
“Anyone going to tell me where we are or what we’re doing here?” The guy in the front seat swung round to look at me. His eyes drifted down to Tory and I tensed, but he didn’t show anything other than concern.
“Damn, whatever they slipped her, it took her out bad. You know she was hallucinating too?”
“Weird,” I muttered, shifting her in my arms. “Lady Victoria? Come on, my lady, wake up.”
She groaned, burying her face into my chest. I was sitting at an odd angle, which was hurting my back, and my right arm was dead where she was lying on it. I felt sick to my stomach, and my head was pounding. Had it just been the two of us, I would have gladly stayed exactly where I was for hours with her snuggled in close to me like that. As it was…
“Come on, my lady, let’s get you into bed.” I shifted my arm again as Jack came around to open the door, supporting her so she wouldn’t fall out.
“You wish,” came the muffled reply. She turned away from me and sat up, then put her hand to her head. “Oh, fuck...”
Jack helped her out of the car, and I dragged myself out slowly, judging how steady I was on my feet before heading towards the front door.
“Hey, man, you look as bad as she does. You guys coming down with something?” Tory’s friend looked over at me, worry in his voice.
I must have looked as bad as I felt. I shook my head and tapped the code to get into the house. I staggered inside, leaning against the wall. Jack followed me in with Tory hanging off his arm, and the friend followed behind.
“Nice place,” he commented, looking around. He meant it was big. All he could see from where he stood was the hallway and the many doors and corridors branching off it.
“Thanks,” I said, leading the way into the main room. The house was an oak frame building, and whereas most of the rooms had smaller windows for security purposes, the entire back wall of the main, open-plan room was glass, looking out into the forest the house was surrounded by. I liked security, but a big part of me craved the open air.
The friend whistled. “Man, bet those cost you a pretty penny.”
I nodded. Even more than he would guess, considering they opened electronically and were thicker than they looked. Bulletproof too, though thankfully I’d never had to test them. Jack dropped the car keys into a dish on a console table that stood near the wall.
He helped Tory over to the sofa where she collapsed onto the cushions. A strong urge to follow her example filled me, but I steeled myself against the desire to sleep and took out my phone.
“I’ll call you a taxi,” I murmured.
“Jabari Gamal,” he announced, holding out his hand.
I looked at it, then up at him, and turned back to my phone.
“Yeah, so... um... I’m not leaving,” he said.
I lowered the phone and looked at him again.
