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Her footsteps creaked across the wood. “I took too much.” Not a question.
But he managed a nod anyway.
She edged closer to him. “I-I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
She hadn’t. The woman had given him one hell of a rush with her mouth and then the tight clasp of her hot sex had driven him close to begging.
“What can I do?”
He looked up at her. Standing over him, blond hair mussed, always mussed, eyes so steady and…afraid? Dee? Since when did she fear anything? She’d stared straight at death with her eyes wide open and never flinched.
While he’d been so scared he’d almost bitten her. Because what if the witch had been wrong? Losing Dee hadn’t been an option for him. The woman wasn’t a pawn anymore. Hadn’t been, maybe from that first night.
She was …everything.
Not that she’d believe him. Not when she found out the secrets he’d kept.
His eyes began to drift closed.
“Simon!”
The crack in her voice had his lashes lifting. So beautiful. Had he seen the beauty the first moment? Or the strength?
“What do you need?” Dee asked.
The last part of the puzzle. Careful. Had to be so careful here. “Blood.”
Her delicate jaw worked.
He let his shoulders slump. Not really hard with the weakness spreading through him and weighing down his limbs.
“You drink, then you explain, got me? Everything, everything.” She held out her arm, turned it, and exposed her wrist with the thin line of blue veins visible just beneath the surface.
He’d be her first.
His hands shook when he reached for her wrist. The shaking was from the blood loss, of course, just that. His fingers curled around her and brought her offering close. Eyes on her, he opened his mouth and sank his teeth deep.
Fuck. His tongue slid along her wrist and the blood flowed into his mouth. Sweet, so damn sweet. A wild rush poured through him at her taste. His cock jerked, his muscles strained, and power—wild, rich power—heated his body.
Nothing like a Born’s blood. That was the whisper. The rumor. Blood straight from a Born was power. Pure power.
Her breath caught and her eyes began to darken once again. The scent of blood hung in the air between them, but Simon’s nostrils widened, and he caught the richer aroma of her arousal.
“Enough.” Her whisper.
One more swipe of his tongue, then a press of his lips, and Simon pulled back.
Her chest rose and fell quickly. “What the hell am I doing?”
Getting ready to change the world.
Simon rose, too easily this time. He righted his clothes, hard that, with his dick bobbing toward her. But he’d promised Dee answers, and from here on out, he’d be keeping his word to her.
“I didn’t change you in that alley.”
Her chin tipped back as she stared up at him.
His neck throbbed from her bite and his body burned for her. Always, for her. “And I damn well didn’t let any of those other bastards touch you.”
