Urban Myth by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Format: epub
Published: 2010-02-13T07:21:51+00:00

Chapter Five

Scotch in hand, Rayan tapped keys, setting alerts to beep his room if that crazy woman even thought about leaving the compound after nightfall. He would keep her occupied if had to fuck her night and day.

Like that would be a grand sacrifice.

His head pounded, even as he forced his muscles to relax. The need to feed was still clenched between his jaws ever since she’d orgasmed beautifully into his mouth, her energy taunting him with its shimmering sweetness. He fed on her, just a small taste, and he was honest enough to admit it was more because he couldn’t stop himself than from his intent of knocking her out.

After putting her to bed and barely resisting staying there with her, he’d scrubbed his skin until most of her scent was gone. If he hadn’t, he was afraid of losing what was left of his control and going back to wake her, to make her come until dawn, to feed on each glorious orgasm she would give him.

He wondered how her scent managed to stay with him, its sweetness driving him crazy. He brought his wrist to his nose, inhaled, and pulled back swiftly when he saw Jakob enter, silent as the night. By monitor light, his eyes were dark against pale blue tinted skin. For once he looked tired. After a moment, Rayan remembered why. One of their own had been bled by a vampyre. “Trenner?”

“Too early to tell. Confined in either case.”

Scotch was set down with a nasty splash. He remembered too well -- the shakes, the sweats. The need for blood, the urge, the thirst for it. Human, animal, vampyre. Any variation of that sticky sweet substance. “Keys’ code was used to get inside.”

The vampyre nodded, and sprawled into a chair. “Looks like we got someone’s attention.” He lifted a wineglass of dark, thick liquid, probably defrosted blood. To Rayan, it was both fascinating and disgusting.

“Stupid to send vamps into an enemy camp.”

A thoughtful sip. “I think it was more of an acknowledgement.”

At the moment, Rayan didn’t care. “I want Bates out.”

Another sip, accompanied by a small grimace. Animal blood just wasn’t the same. “I want her in.”

“After tonight?”

“Yes.”

Fists clenched, Rayan abandoned his chair and paced restlessly. “She’s reckless. She’ll end up dead.” The thought burned his stomach with icy shards.

A pensive sip prolonged the silence. “Perhaps. Unless she has a reason not to.”

“What the hell are you getting at?”

A shrug. “Either way, it’s her own choice.” Jake set the glass down -- close enough to the keyboard to have Cain bitching if he saw it. “She is a Hunter. She’s proven herself.”

“She’s a cadet. If I had been moments later…” The thought was fast and vicious. She would have killed herself with poison. And he had been too much of a pussy to fire, risking precious seconds to reach her before using his sword.

Jakob’s voice was soft and cold. “She is of Hunter blood.”

The pacing stopped. Slowly, forcing his heart to slow, Rayan turned toward the vampyre.

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