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his head, dismayed. “If you need…assistance I
promise I’m a gentle and good lover. I don’t want you to feel too weird about
it. I’d help you if you need me. Just ask.”
Chloe couldn’t stop the blush
from coloring her cheeks. She didn’t know if it was from embarrassment or the
compliment that he gave her, but she didn’t have to think about it because a
door slammed down the hall and out strode her deadly captor. Her heart beat
with each step he took closer to her.
She saw his eyes, watched them
narrow on both of them, and darken with something close to menace. “Draven,
you’re due for training today. Don’t stop until I send for you.” Draven pulled
back into an erect stance that mimicked the commanders. He bowed and marched
away.
“But he was going to take me to
get food,” she said. Okay, it was a borderline whine, but she couldn’t help it.
She hated being hungry; that starving feeling was in her belly and coming in
full force. She tried to look at him, but it was hard to meet his eyes. They
were too smart, too strong. Eyes of an eagle. “He didn’t do anything wrong,” she
added for good measure. She had a feeling that the commander was upset with
Draven and naturally, she felt the need to protect him, such was her nature.
One dark eyebrow rose at her words.
“As a matter of fact, he did.
Yesterday, he allowed one of his hurt team members to carry you just for a
laugh. That is unacceptable and for that, he shall train twice as long. A
fledgling would know better than to do that.” His words moved to some hollow
place in the back of her mind leaving her to focus all her thoughts on his
scent, his body. Her heart skipped a beat. He smelled good. Really good.
Was the new moon making her hormones go crazy or was this all real?
Her tongue felt too heavy to
speak. “I’m sorry. You really shouldn’t punish him. He’s really nice.” It was a
sore argument and she knew it, and what was worse, he gave her a cold look that
said and this is why you aren’t a warrior. She was sure he was right
too.
“I will take you to get food and
then I will show you the parameters of the castle within which you are allowed
and the areas where you are not allowed.”
She made a mental note to go into
all the rooms from which she was banned first. His eyes narrowed a fraction on
hers. She smiled big and sweet. He couldn’t mind-read, could he? She’d heard
vampires could have powers, but a vampire mind reader sounded ridiculous to
her.
Time to test it out. I came in
the shower while thinking about you fucking me.
Okay, so it wasn’t the best of
mental projections, but he didn’t even blink, so she was pretty sure she was
safe. Even the iceman would have some kind of reaction to that.
He held out a hand to indicate
the stairs. “Follow me.” She did. She also kept looking at the way the hard
strength of his back tapered to a tight, lean waist and wondered what it would
feel like to wrap herself around him like a pretzel.
He cut her a sharp look and she
blinked at him innocently.
“Are you a mind reader?”
He didn’t scowl at her, because
the man didn’t show any emotion on his face, but she sensed that he was
scowling at her. This man could easily win any poker contest he entered. And he
wouldn’t even need sunglasses.
“No.” He led her through a massive
room with high, vaulted stone ceilings and large archway windows, again with no
covering of any kind over them. Seriously, put a screen up or something, she wanted to say. She was actually surprised not to see any torches on the
walls. Electric sconces lit the castle walls where needed. Alongside old
paintings, pieces of cloth that looked like old blankets and swords hung in an
X pattern on the wall.
Chloe quickened her pace to keep
up with his long one. “How did you know my father?”
He didn’t answer as they entered
a small kitchen. Considering the size of every other room in the house, which
could easily house a giant, this room
promise I’m a gentle and good lover. I don’t want you to feel too weird about
it. I’d help you if you need me. Just ask.”
Chloe couldn’t stop the blush
from coloring her cheeks. She didn’t know if it was from embarrassment or the
compliment that he gave her, but she didn’t have to think about it because a
door slammed down the hall and out strode her deadly captor. Her heart beat
with each step he took closer to her.
She saw his eyes, watched them
narrow on both of them, and darken with something close to menace. “Draven,
you’re due for training today. Don’t stop until I send for you.” Draven pulled
back into an erect stance that mimicked the commanders. He bowed and marched
away.
“But he was going to take me to
get food,” she said. Okay, it was a borderline whine, but she couldn’t help it.
She hated being hungry; that starving feeling was in her belly and coming in
full force. She tried to look at him, but it was hard to meet his eyes. They
were too smart, too strong. Eyes of an eagle. “He didn’t do anything wrong,” she
added for good measure. She had a feeling that the commander was upset with
Draven and naturally, she felt the need to protect him, such was her nature.
One dark eyebrow rose at her words.
“As a matter of fact, he did.
Yesterday, he allowed one of his hurt team members to carry you just for a
laugh. That is unacceptable and for that, he shall train twice as long. A
fledgling would know better than to do that.” His words moved to some hollow
place in the back of her mind leaving her to focus all her thoughts on his
scent, his body. Her heart skipped a beat. He smelled good. Really good.
Was the new moon making her hormones go crazy or was this all real?
Her tongue felt too heavy to
speak. “I’m sorry. You really shouldn’t punish him. He’s really nice.” It was a
sore argument and she knew it, and what was worse, he gave her a cold look that
said and this is why you aren’t a warrior. She was sure he was right
too.
“I will take you to get food and
then I will show you the parameters of the castle within which you are allowed
and the areas where you are not allowed.”
She made a mental note to go into
all the rooms from which she was banned first. His eyes narrowed a fraction on
hers. She smiled big and sweet. He couldn’t mind-read, could he? She’d heard
vampires could have powers, but a vampire mind reader sounded ridiculous to
her.
Time to test it out. I came in
the shower while thinking about you fucking me.
Okay, so it wasn’t the best of
mental projections, but he didn’t even blink, so she was pretty sure she was
safe. Even the iceman would have some kind of reaction to that.
He held out a hand to indicate
the stairs. “Follow me.” She did. She also kept looking at the way the hard
strength of his back tapered to a tight, lean waist and wondered what it would
feel like to wrap herself around him like a pretzel.
He cut her a sharp look and she
blinked at him innocently.
“Are you a mind reader?”
He didn’t scowl at her, because
the man didn’t show any emotion on his face, but she sensed that he was
scowling at her. This man could easily win any poker contest he entered. And he
wouldn’t even need sunglasses.
“No.” He led her through a massive
room with high, vaulted stone ceilings and large archway windows, again with no
covering of any kind over them. Seriously, put a screen up or something, she wanted to say. She was actually surprised not to see any torches on the
walls. Electric sconces lit the castle walls where needed. Alongside old
paintings, pieces of cloth that looked like old blankets and swords hung in an
X pattern on the wall.
Chloe quickened her pace to keep
up with his long one. “How did you know my father?”
He didn’t answer as they entered
a small kitchen. Considering the size of every other room in the house, which
could easily house a giant, this room
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