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“Fine.” I swept her up in my arms. “You want to go to bed? We’ll go to bed.”

A few long strides took us into the bedroom. I dropped her on the mattress and followed her down, crouching over her. Instinctively, I tried to read her, needing to know the truth. But as always, she was frustratingly blank to me.

Outside, a heavy rain poured down. Night had fallen, leaving the room dark. I flicked on the bedside lamp. I could see her well enough, but I wanted her to see me, too.

“Gabriel. I—” She moistened her lips.

“No more words.” I caught her face in my hands and gave her a hard kiss. “I can’t tell whether you’re lying or not, and you know what? I don’t fucking care.”

Her limbs relaxed. Her mouth remained stubbornly closed. It was as if she’d curled into herself, leaving me only her body.

I went rigid. She wouldnotgo passive on me.

“Kiss me back,” I demanded against her mouth.

“Fuck you,” she snapped—and speared her fingers into my hair. Her mouth opened. She sucked my tongue inside.

One long leg wrapped around my hip. The bathrobe fell open. She pressed against me. My already hard dick rasped against the zipper of my worn black jeans. I could feel the heat of her bare pussy through the material, hear the pounding of her heart. I ground myself against her and let my fangs slide out the rest of the way.

She explored them with the tip of her tongue. She didn’t seem afraid, just curious. My fangs weren’t any more sensitive than my other teeth, but the touch of her curious little tongue, the idea that she was exploring the most vampire part of me, was so fucking arousing that I had to drag my mouth from hers.

I crouched over her. The bathrobe still covered her breasts. I jerked the lapels open and then captured her wrists in one hand, pressing them high above her head so that she was stretched out on the mattress beneath me.

Her chest heaved, causing her small, firm breasts to move enticingly. I used my free hand to pinch the nipples into hardness, then gave each a firm suck.

She moaned and squirmed beneath me.

I looked down at her. I’d never felt so much like a predator. I wanted to possess Mila completely and forever. Toownher.

The temptation to compel her was nearly overwhelming, but I fought against it. The vampire might hunger for total control, but the human knew that it would be an empty victory.

Still, that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to take her, hard and long. “I’m going to fuck you,” I informed her in guttural tones. “So deep you’ll feel me in your goddamned soul.”

“Oh, yeah?” she spat back. But her eyes darkened, and I scented her spurt of arousal.

That was enough for me. I undid my pants and shoved them down to my knees along with my boxer briefs.

I slid my fingers between her thighs. She was slick, hot, her clit swollen. I toyed with the sensitive bit of flesh, enjoying the high, needy sounds she made.

She lifted her hips to mine. “Please, please, please…”

I wrapped my fingers around my cock and eased the blunt, sensitive head between her lips.

“Ohmigod,” she rasped. Tiny muscles tightened around me, drawing me deeper.

My lower back went rigid at the exquisite pleasure. Then I heard a single, furious bark—and the crash of breaking glass.

I stilled.

“Don’t stop.” She wriggled against me. “Please don’t stop. I need—”

“Shh.” I set my hand over her mouth. “Something’s wrong.”

It was agony, but I pulled out of her and rolled off the bed. For a moment, I stood there, hands on my thighs, sucking in air. Then I dragged up my boxers, eased myself back into the jeans.

Mila swung her legs off the bed next to me. “Gabriel?” she whispered.

“Put on your clothes,” I returned, low-voiced. “Now.”

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