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Her surprise melts into lust, warming around us like a shield. I have her answer without needing her words.

As I drop my mouth over hers, kissing with all the passion I feel within her, my hand slips between her legs. I find what I seek, my fingers dipping into her liquid heat. Thea moans, and the sound reverberates down my throat.

My cock, already erect, hardens to an impossible length. I’ve taken her far too few times to satisfy my urges, and I don’t have the patience to go slow today. Still on her lips, I slide my finger deep inside her cunt, stretching and thrusting until I’m certain she’s ready for me.

My love, my light, spreads herself wide for me. My pants are at my ankles in half a heartbeat, and then I cup her thighs and lift her from the ground.

With one thrust, I’m fully seated inside her, the walls of her cunt squeezing me within an inch of my eternal life. I thrust into her, trying to be as careful as I can with the control I’ve clung to. She doesn’t make it easy.

Her head falls, clacking against the back wall with an audible thud. “Harder, Ren.”

I place my lips on her neck, kissing and scraping my fangs against the blood rushing there. As requested, I relinquish a fraction of the hold I have on my strength, hammering into her so desperately I worry I’ll come before she does.

I reposition her hips, angling my thrusts so that her soaked clit glides over my flesh. Her heartbeat accelerates at once, pounding through my ears until it’s all I can hear. My pace matches the beat, quickening with the rising tempo.

I’m going to come.I can feel that she’s on the edge as well. Within seconds we’re running over the ledge together, coming so hard that both of our moans turn to cries.

We’re so loud as we finish that I barely notice the stampede of footsteps sounding from the end of the alleyway.

Thea is sharper. The glowing skin that originated from the power of her orgasm continues to rise. She pushes me with both arms, and I step away, freeing her.

I spin, stumbling as I work to tug my pants up my legs. My gaze lands on the approaching danger, and I freeze.

Three males, all adults, and-

And one of which I remember. His face is almost unrecognizable to me now, but not to my monster's past. Memories of this dhampir amongst the wave of bodies flash in my mind.

His hair dripping wet with the blood of a forest beast covered in reddish brown fur. The satisfied groans as he drank. My fists as they beat him away so I could steal the creature for myself. Gathering him and his friends like stock and leading them to do my bidding.

Repulsion climbs up my spine like acid. How can I be good if a version of me that revolting once existed?

They stop feet away, staring. It’s only when the smoke forms from their mouths that I realize I’ve been distracted. Thea’s beside me, her inner luminescence surging.

I have a job to do. People to protect.If I don’t kiss Thea, then I’ll have failed to protect her peace of mind. Letting her kill this ghost of a reminder would hurt worse than saving him.

So I wrap my arms around her quaking form and breathe my apologies into our kiss.

19

Thea

Ren’slipsfallawayas three bodies thump to the concrete.

I’ve just savedthreepeople at once. An entire group of well-bodied men in their prime, whose thoughts revolved around death seconds prior. Now they lie dazed, the blood in their gazes receding.

My fingers smooth over the front of my dress, repositioning my skirt so no skin shows. A minute ago I was coming undone all over Ren, high from my orgasm and the praise clouding his thoughts.

The beat of my heart still hasn’t slowed.

I realize Ren has been staring at one of the fallen dhampir for far too long, an unreadable mask covering his features.He recognizes me. I can see it already. Those eyes. That face-

Images are shuffling in his mind faster than I can keep up, each of them stemming from a time he’s tried to keep buried. The male’s dark features, blood on his hands, amassing a horde of horror to unleash it on his target.

His half-maddened self is more alive in this moment than it has ever been. I can feel the way he felt, taste the same crimson liquid he tasted. Ren was an intelligent beast; a psychopath.

But again, that version of him isn’t the person he is now. We both know that.

I slide my palm into his hand, threading our fingers.

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