Gena Showalter - Atlantis 4 - The Vampire's Bride.wps by Crystal & Billy

Author:Crystal & Billy [Crystal & Billy]
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Published: 2010-07-28T19:15:43.636000+00:00

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if I care,” she lied airily.

Clearly, he was not so easily fooled. “You care. You shouldn’t, but you do. I, however,

only came for your neck.”

“You need to feed,” she said, and the answer suddenly didn’t sit well. He hadn’t come for

her specifically, hadn’t come for passion and satisfaction. He’d come for sustenance,

nothing more.

“You knew that. I told you so. But need?” He shook his head. “No. I’ll never need

anyone.”

What did that mean?

She hadn’t voiced the question, but he answered her anyway. “I want your blood. I do not

need it.”

“Are you sure?”

He ignored her. “First, you will tell me why you are so willing to help me.”

“I don’t know.”

He studied her, gaze probably taking in details she didn’t like him being privy to. How

badly she still wanted him, how much she wished she didn’t. “You know nothing about

me,” he said.

She knew he was strong, loyal, resourceful. Kind when he wanted to be, sensual even

when he didn’t want to be. She knew his kisses were addicting, his body living art.

“And I know nothing about you,” he added, stepping toward her.

A tremor slid the length of her spine. Close, so close. She had only to reach out to touch

him, but she didn’t. She turned back to the water and toyed with the ends of her hair. “No,

you don’t.” Did he even want to? She hoped that he did, but she couldn’t be certain.

Another step, and his knees brushed her shoulders. At both points of contact, her skin

tingled.

“What happens here can only end badly.” Awful words, yet hunger pulsed from his tone,

slamming into her and fueling her own.

Sexual desire wasn’t new to her. How many nights had she lain awake, sweating, panting,

aching and wishing? Countless. How many times had she dreamed of a man to love her?

Again, countless. This man didn’t love her, but he was strong, beautiful, her secret

fantasies come to sizzling life.

Gone was her pride. Gone were her self-protective instincts. With desire this intense, there

wasn’t room for anything else. They were burned away, rendered ash. She had no defense.

Weak, you are so weak. It was the same kind of weakness she had always despised in

others. And for what? For a man. A man who might very well pretend she was someone

else while he swallowed her blood. “If your mate were alive—” She felt him stiffen and

forced herself to quiet.

“How dare you mention her to me?” he said in a low growl. “How did you learn of her?

Who told you? I will rip their throat apart with my teeth.” The ugly threat echoed around

them. “I should not have come here.”

“Wait.” I’m pathetic. And yet, a hint of fury blended with her desire—fury and jealousy.

Part of her hated his mate to the depths of her soul. Mine, her mind shouted. He’s mine.

“You’re here now. Stay.”

He curled his fingers atop her shoulders and squeezed. Cold as he was, she should have

experienced a glacial chill. Instead, she burned all the hotter. “What were you thinking?

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