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Shoving up the top half of her scrubs, he pushed her bra out of the way and latched on to one of her nipples, sucking, licking. Back down at her waist, he jerked the tie out of its bow and then tore the goddamn pants in half. He wasn’t any nicer to her panties.
Before he unzipped himself, he eased back and took a long look at the female who was laid outbefore him, that loose pale blue shirt up under her armpits, her breasts exposed, her nipples tight, her legs wide open.
Her sex swollen and gleaming for him.
He wanted to go down on her. And even checked the clock on the wall, the one with the white face and the navy blue arms—damn it, he needed to get his message delivered STAT.
His hands were sloppy at his hips as he ripped his zipper down. And the second freedom presented itself, his cock jumped out, a reminder of how often it was on the back burner. As his slacks hit the floor and he freed the button on his suit jacket, the blunt head of his erection went right to her core, without any guidance from his palm—except he wanted to draw this out, even if only for a little. Wrapping a grip on his thick shaft, he thrust his hips forward and stroked her with his tip, up and down, up and down—and now a partial penetration.
That made her gasp and him grind his molars.
What a fucking sight, his female arching and twisting, her breasts swaying, her fingers going to her mouth.
As she sucked them deep, he entered her properly, the smooth, hot, tight hold submerging his whole body in white-hot lust. Planting his palm by her head, he bent over and started pumping. He went so hard and so fast that Ehlena had to lock a hold on both sides of the padded top to keep herself in place.
The orgasm was fast for her, but it was faster for him. Almost immediately, he came, but he didn’t stop. There was no locking in—instead, he kept up the rhythm, the slapping sound of him pounding into her a metronome of his need for his female… his desperate, fucking need to mark her, to go to this place of passion with her. Ehlena was, and always would be, his one true home, his solace and his harbor.
Devotion was not a characteristic ofsymphaths.
But he was half vampire, after all.
A bonded male.
“Rehvenge…” hisshellanmoaned as she torqued beneath him. “Take my vein.”
Tilting her head to the side, she offered him her throat—and he wanted to say no, but only because he wasn’t going to want to leave her if he started in with the feeding.
“Please, Rehv—take my—”
Baring his fangs, he struck without any conscious thought, and oh, fuckinghell, the rush of the taste of her, her blood going over his tongue, down the back of his throat, into his gut. And the power that came with it. On a sudden surge, his hips swung against her even harder, and he started coming again.
And then so was she.
Beneath them, the exam table, which was rated for a weight load of four hundred pounds, started groaning, and when a clapping sound started up—metallic this time, not flesh against flesh—he wondered what the hell it was, what had come loose.
Not that he cared. The only thing he cared about was his Ehlena. Fuck, he was coming another time—
The alarm that went off was shrill, and his eyes shot over to the origin of the intrusion. The computer. It was coming from the—
All at once, in mid-suck and mid-thrust, his brain clicked into high gear. And Ehlena was right with him.
“Someone’s coming in on an emergency,” she said, the words vibrating under his mouth.
With a curse, he released his lips and licked the puncture wounds, capturing a last taste of his female. Then he lifted himself and caught a last, vivid image of her, undone and open, his cock buried deep inside of her, the insides of her thighs gleaming from all his come.
Then he snapped to attention, withdrew, and helped her sit up. After she wrenched her bra across her breasts and fastened it, he pulled down her top, and as she slipped off the exam table, she kicked her bottoms off and went to the built-in desk.
Punching a code into the keyboard, there was a pause and then the alarm silenced and the screen scrolled up with text.
“Who is it,” he asked as he took out a handkerchief and wiped down his erection.
He had to grit his teeth as the sensations shotright into his balls, but he didn’t allow himself another release. He needed to know who was hurt and how—
“John Matthew.” Ehlena looked over at him. “And it’s bad.”
Rehv closed his eyes. “Goddamn it.”
Shoving the handkerchief into one of the deep pockets in his mink, he pulled his slacks up in place. “I’ll go get you fresh scrubs from the locker room while you wash up. And I’ll call Xhex while you prep the OR.”
