Demon Blood by Meljean Brook

Author:Meljean Brook [Brook, Meljean]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: english eBooks
ISBN: 0425235475
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2010-01-06T23:00:00+00:00

Deacon hadn’t expected her to say farewell to St. Croix so quickly. Although the man didn’t know what she was, he’d seen what she could do. Rosalia was so damn set on keeping anyone from knowing about her, yet she hadn’t even extracted a promise of silence from St. Croix—or frightened him into keeping his mouth shut.

So Deacon would.His expression must have tipped her off, though. After telling St. Croix that they’d talk, she’d barely finished turning around before pressing her hand against Deacon’s chest, as if holding him back. She looked up at him with warm eyes and an expression that asked him to trust her.

All right. He could do that. But it didn’t hurt to smile and give the smug bastard a good look at his fangs before following her up the stairs.

She had the curviest ass he’d ever set eyes on. He wanted to fill his hands with each sweet cheek and take a good bite. He had to settle for just walking up the stairs without tripping.

The first few minutes on the nephil’s blood had felt like he’d pounded back a fifth of vodka. Everything around him appeared slowed down, as if viewed through thick water. Climbing up the stairs was easier than walking down had been, but the disorientation wasn’t going away. He was just getting used to it.

But he hadn’t yet gotten used to the way Rosalia’s psychic scent seemed to vibrate with musical notes and sound. Apparently, nephil blood was a drug to vampires. Not a high. Just more, like opening a conduit. It brought too much into his head, twisted the input, cluttering his senses.

Deacon made it out of the house without making a fool of himself. By then, he’d realized why Rosalia hadn’t threatened St. Croix. The man didn’t have anything on her, and he didn’t know she wanted to keep the demons from finding out about her. Right now, she had the advantage. But once St. Croix had that knowledge, he could hold it over her head. So she’d given St. Croix just enough, and then promised more. He probably felt like he’d gained something, but he hadn’t gotten anything important out of Rosalia.

St. Croix had been an unexpected complication, but Rosalia had effortlessly put him in a position where she maintained control. Deacon doubted the man had any idea how she’d played him. He had to admire how well she’d managed it—and he hoped to hell she never tried anything like that on him.

Outside, the heat and humidity immediately had him sweating. He could have used another swim, and another opportunity to get his hands on Rosalia, but he didn’t think that was on the agenda.

Vin slid open the van door, and was knocked back when Gemma launched into his arms. The woman’s eyes were puffy and wet from crying. Christ, hearing the fight with the nephil go down must have torn her raw. Deacon watched them for a moment before turning to Rosalia.

“What’s up next?”

“Now we listen to everything he does, and dig deeper to find out what we missed.

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