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deeply. He groaned, the delicious sound vibrating straight through her and brushing by her clit.
His hands cupped her ass and frustration filled her at the clothes blocking him from touching her how
she wanted. She licked around the puncture wounds and drew more and more sips from his thick,
heady blood. His heart was pounding against his ribs, beating so fast.
She felt desperate. Needy and desperate to feel him come again, to see it. Please take me. She d never
ached so badly in her life. She was so empty inside. She wanted to tear her mouth away and impale
herself on his cock.
She pulled her mouth away for a scant second.  Darien, she said with all the need and desire inside
her filling her voice. His breath caught as she bit him again sucking his essence into her mouth,
drinking down his intoxicating taste.
He pressed her hips hard to his. Then he started thrusting, rubbing the hard steel press of his cock
against her. She squealed around his throat and rubbed back against him. Liquid heat bloomed inside
her, threatened to make her explode. His arms held her so tight, so hard that she had no choice but to
accept the intense pleasure as he rubbed her clit through her jeans.
She struggled to breathe and draw in blood at the same time. Electricity was zapping through her sex,
pushing her towards something amazing. A bright wash of heat rushed through her. Her body squeezed
tight together, then burst apart like an explosion. She tossed her head back and cried out as ripples of
pleasure pulsed through her. He rubbed against her, prolonging the sweet pleasure. When the last
wave left her, she collapsed over him, panting.
Her mind struggled to think. She tried to say something, but her tongue was loose in her mouth. She
stayed wrapped around him like a second skin until suddenly her back was pressing to the cot. Her
eyes shot open and met his, uncaring if she was showing her acceptance, her eagerness for him.
But the cot dipped and he walked, taking a seat in his chair. Cassie opened and closed her mouth
several times. He hadn t even...he didn t come. She glared at the big lykaen and struggled between
wanting to slap him and stick her tongue out at him.
But his blood was a soothing, intense pleasure searing through her body. She flopped back on the cot
and writhed sensuously at the feeling. It was incredible like touching a piece of heaven.
She trembled, her skin feverish with ecstasy as her body adjusted to the blood in her system. She
could feel the fading bruise on her cheek heal completely, and the scrapes on her knees and hands
hurt. They wouldn t heal completely, she wasn t a magician or anything, but his blood helped to speed
along her recovery.
I m not done with you, Darien Kategan.
Did he give her an orgasm on purpose? So that she wouldn t take enough blood to make him orgasm?
That slimy bastard...she stared a hole in the side of his head daring him to turn and look at her. He
only started building a fire. When the sulfuric, smoky smell wafted over her, she sighed and collapsed
against the cot.
 You sure know how to show a girl a good time. I feel like I could sleep for a week.
 Good.
She shot him a dark look. Was that his intention for making her come? He must have one. This man
wouldn t have given her an orgasm out of the kindness of his heart. Well maybe once upon a time.
 You know you can take the cot tonight. The floor won t bother me. She d slept many nights on a
hard floor before. Cassie clamped her eyes shut. Thoughts like that had no place in her mind right
now.
 I m not letting you sleep on the floor, Cassie.
 Did I ever tell you that your voice makes me shiver? Seriously it s like the sexiest thing ever. He let
out a long sigh.
 Don t say things like that. Too bad his warning only made her want to do it more.
 So tell me about your family then. He sent her a surprised look then scowled.
 Why?
 Because that s what people do when they get to know each other. They talk about things like family,
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and things like that. I m sure you recall doing that, lykaen.
 I have two brothers and a sister.
 Are you the eldest?
He shook his head.  Vane is. I was born a year after him. Then my brother Rome and Vera is the
baby.
 Oh my, a sister roaming in a sea of lykaen brothers. Must have been a chore to be her. A faint smile
pulled at the corner of his mouth.
 Yeah, she did get it pretty rough. Since she was the only girl we made it our duty to let her know that
she was a girl at every turn.
Cassie rolled her eyes.  Boys.
 Yeah, that was a long time ago. He cleared his throat.
 Tell me about your parents.
 They died in a car accident when we were all young.
 The coroner and police said the drunk driver was going at least a hundred and twenty. He hit mom
and dad and smashed their car like a pancake, sent them flying off the road. They didn t stand a
chance. Cassie knew that lykaens were strong but could still die under serious impact. No one was
above death.
 I m so sorry.
He shrugged.  It was a long time ago. Your turn, he shot a look straight into her.  Tell me about your
family.
Cassie wanted to crawl under the covers and die. He d shared though and if she wanted to help him
then she had to open up a little about herself too. She thought over her words carefully before
speaking.
 My mother died in childbirth but probably not in the way you re thinking. She had just given birth to
me, the nursemaid was cleaning me up, and then Anton barged in. He was...well the story goes that my
mother had an affair with him while mated to my father. She ended things to be with my father but
Anton didn t like that. Apparently, he also was homicidal because he murdered my mom with a knife
to the heart just seconds after she pushed me out, and then he murdered the nursemaid. The guards said
that when they got there he was just about to kill me too. They got to him first, luckily. I guess.
 Where the hell was your father?
 He was negotiating a treaty with another vampire clan or something like that. I don t really
remember. No one saw it coming though. He was a wreck after that. I grew up with him for five years
before he finally gave up and committed suicide.
Cassie couldn t look at him. She smiled softly even as her heart broke. She d been the told the stories
so many times by the workers around the house. It was like she could remember these things actually
happening as if she d been there. She honestly couldn t though. She was too young. The only
memories she had of her father would good ones and for that, she was thankful.
Tears blurred her vision so she rolled away from him on the cot.
 It looks like we ve both suffered the loss of loved ones.
Cassie snorted.  What a way to get to know someone. I should have just asked you your favorite color
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