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His eyes widened when he saw her tight nipples. Still wet from the spray of water. Pointed, arching right up to him.
Fuck. The woman had a concussion for shit’s sake. He couldn’t devour her now, no matter how hungry he might feel.
He wasn’t that much of a bastard.
Was he?
Her hands clamped on him. “Check.” Breathy. Hungry—just like me.
Because she felt it, too. The lancing heat of lust. Always there. When she was close, he burned.
He slapped his hands against the sink, caging her. He let his eyes touch her body, the way his hands and mouth wanted to do so badly. “Lift your arms.”
Of course, the move just made her breasts arch more.
Dammit. Con-cus-sion.
His gaze raked across her flat stomach. Down to the black bikini panties.
“Trust me, Simon, I’d know if I’d been bitten there.”
His lips curved. Couldn’t help that. “Fair enough.” He sure didn’t need that sensual temptation then, anyway.
He wrapped his hands around her waist, and he lifted her. He put her down on the counter—probably with a bit too much force—and reached for her legs.
“Simon.”
He pinned her with his stare. “You wanted this.”
A grim nod. Her pupils were too big. Her eyes so dark. Almost like a vampire’s. Almost.
He caught her right leg. Curved his fingers around her and stroked upward. No breaks in the skin. No tears. No blood.
Her skin was so silken and soft. As he touched her, his heart slammed into his ribs. Simon pressed a kiss against her thigh. Can’t help it.
A soft rasp came from Dee.
His fingers stilled around her knee. “If I find something, what are you gonna do?”
Her lips parted.
The question had to be asked. Had to be. His fingers rose.
Her eyes narrowed. “I’ll get as far away from those bastards as I can.”
Good response. The more distance, the less control they’d have. A lesson he knew well.
“Did you find something?” Dee whispered and there was a quaver of fear in that husky voice.
“Not yet.” He focused on her left leg. Stroked her calf, worked up her leg and curved his fingers over her thigh. “I don’t think they touched you.”
They wouldn’t have dared. Not if they were following orders, and he suspected that there were definite orders out for Dee.
They’d jerked her around. Had their fun.
Break her, but don’t taste. Not yet.
An old order he’d once heard a vampire give. Sick bastard.
