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that belonged to the Order, he found it hard to let Gabrielle out of his arms. Instead, he held her, willfully neglecting his duties as the leader of the band of Breed warriors for another moment to enjoy the pleasure of feeling her close. He let his tongue play over the little crimson birthmark that hid on the tender patch of creamy flesh behind her ear, the very spot his fangs had pierced a short while ago as he and Gabrielle had made love.
If you keep it up, she murmured, were going to be in here all night.
He grunted, smiling as he continued to nuzzle her neck. Not a half-bad idea. And you should know that keeping it up is never a problem when Im around you.
Youre terrible, you know that?
He caught her earlobe between his teeth and gave it a little nip. Thats not what you said twenty minutes ago under the shower with me. Or before then, in our bed, when you had your long, beautiful thighs wrapped around my bare, bucking ass. Then you didnt think I was so terrible. You were too busy coming and screaming my name, telling me to never stop. He didnt even try to conceal his masculine pride. Not that he needed to, when his arousal was definitely obvious in both the emerging of his fangs and the hard rise in his dark jeans. Beneath his gray T-shirt, he could feel his dermaglyphs pulsing in response to his desire for her. Correct me if Im wrong, or did you say at one point that I was a god? An amazing fucking god , was, I believe, your exact opinion.
Arrogant bastard, she scoffed, but he could hear the humor in her tone.
Her soft laughter melted into an inhaled, tremulous hiss as he grazed the tips of his sharp canines down along the curve of her shoulder. He splayed one hand into her thick auburn hair and she tilted her head to give him better access to her neck, her fingernails scoring into his shoulders as his free hand delved beneath her loose knit shirt and the waistband of her yoga pants. She shivered as he trailed his mouth and tongue along the delicate line of her throat, mewled a sweet little cry as his fingers dipped into the velvety cleft of her sex. She was still wet, still hot and gloriously responsive to his touch.
Lucan, she gasped. Oh, my God my God
Yeah, thats better, he growled, catching her mouth in a deep kiss as he brought her to a swift, shuddering climax.
When she was recovered, Gabrielle lifted a wry but sated look at him. Does your ego know any bounds, vampire?
He smirked, cocking a dark brow. Probably not.
With a roll of her eyes, she grabbed his hand to lead him out of their quarters. He could have stayed there all night and not tired of loving her, of pleasuring her. But nightfall belonged to the Order, and to the crucial work that demanded all hands on deckeven the females of the compound, who were proving to be invaluable partners in a battle against an evil few could imagine. An evil that seemed intent on nothing less than all-out war.
At least the evil now had a name: Dragos. In the past several months, the Order had uncovered a lot about the second-generation vampire and the operation hed been running for decadescenturies, in factwhile hiding behind multiple aliases and shadowy, covert alliances within the general population of the Breed. But there was much they didnt know, as well. Suspicions too grim to leave unanswered. It was the Orders current mission to uncover Dragoss alliances, locate his base of operations, and cripple his efforts before he could gain any more critical ground.
Theyd had some recent success there, the latest being the disruption of a gathering outside Montreal, where Dragos and a number of his associates had convened this past summer. The Order had not yet been able to discover the purpose of the gathering, but the unexpected arrival of several warriors to the place where the group had been meeting had forced Dragos and his coconspirators
If you keep it up, she murmured, were going to be in here all night.
He grunted, smiling as he continued to nuzzle her neck. Not a half-bad idea. And you should know that keeping it up is never a problem when Im around you.
Youre terrible, you know that?
He caught her earlobe between his teeth and gave it a little nip. Thats not what you said twenty minutes ago under the shower with me. Or before then, in our bed, when you had your long, beautiful thighs wrapped around my bare, bucking ass. Then you didnt think I was so terrible. You were too busy coming and screaming my name, telling me to never stop. He didnt even try to conceal his masculine pride. Not that he needed to, when his arousal was definitely obvious in both the emerging of his fangs and the hard rise in his dark jeans. Beneath his gray T-shirt, he could feel his dermaglyphs pulsing in response to his desire for her. Correct me if Im wrong, or did you say at one point that I was a god? An amazing fucking god , was, I believe, your exact opinion.
Arrogant bastard, she scoffed, but he could hear the humor in her tone.
Her soft laughter melted into an inhaled, tremulous hiss as he grazed the tips of his sharp canines down along the curve of her shoulder. He splayed one hand into her thick auburn hair and she tilted her head to give him better access to her neck, her fingernails scoring into his shoulders as his free hand delved beneath her loose knit shirt and the waistband of her yoga pants. She shivered as he trailed his mouth and tongue along the delicate line of her throat, mewled a sweet little cry as his fingers dipped into the velvety cleft of her sex. She was still wet, still hot and gloriously responsive to his touch.
Lucan, she gasped. Oh, my God my God
Yeah, thats better, he growled, catching her mouth in a deep kiss as he brought her to a swift, shuddering climax.
When she was recovered, Gabrielle lifted a wry but sated look at him. Does your ego know any bounds, vampire?
He smirked, cocking a dark brow. Probably not.
With a roll of her eyes, she grabbed his hand to lead him out of their quarters. He could have stayed there all night and not tired of loving her, of pleasuring her. But nightfall belonged to the Order, and to the crucial work that demanded all hands on deckeven the females of the compound, who were proving to be invaluable partners in a battle against an evil few could imagine. An evil that seemed intent on nothing less than all-out war.
At least the evil now had a name: Dragos. In the past several months, the Order had uncovered a lot about the second-generation vampire and the operation hed been running for decadescenturies, in factwhile hiding behind multiple aliases and shadowy, covert alliances within the general population of the Breed. But there was much they didnt know, as well. Suspicions too grim to leave unanswered. It was the Orders current mission to uncover Dragoss alliances, locate his base of operations, and cripple his efforts before he could gain any more critical ground.
Theyd had some recent success there, the latest being the disruption of a gathering outside Montreal, where Dragos and a number of his associates had convened this past summer. The Order had not yet been able to discover the purpose of the gathering, but the unexpected arrival of several warriors to the place where the group had been meeting had forced Dragos and his coconspirators
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