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to him, made him imagine following the trail with his tongue, then pinning her down to suck from her breast.
    Already the scent was all around him. And now to see it?
    Don’t look at it.
    How the hell had Nikolai restrained himself from biting Myst all those years ago?
    Murdoch’s hands fisted as he struggled not to fall upon Daniela. He’d been able to resist touching her when under the most painful pressure he’d ever dreamed of.
    But I’m not going to be able to deny this call. . . .

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    How can this be happening? They’d been doing so well. Fantasy made reality . . . somewhat.
    But now the vampire’s eyes had flooded black again. So he was as angry as she was?
    Danii turned from him to snag the T-shirt, donning it as she dropped the sheet. When she met his gaze, he appeared even more incensed than before.
    â€œObviously, I need to leave,” she said, while thinking, Tell me I’m your Bride, and that I will be staying. Be an arrogant, possessive Neanderthal vampire!
    She wanted him to simply inform her that he would never let her go and she would just have to accept that, or whatever domineering misguided tripe these manly men always said. To women that aren’t me.
    This one wouldn’t even look at her. “You need to go. Now .”
    Kicking me to the curb. She didn’t know how much more of this her ego could take. Leeches were detested by most Valkyrie—by most of the Lore—yet Danii had been ready to offer this one more. He has no idea what I’d been willing to risk for him. “I’m a bit perplexed here. Most vampires refuse to be separated from their Brides, yet you can’t get rid of me fast enough.”
    Because he no longer needed her. Danii had helped give him his initial release, her Bride’s duty done, and now he could be with other females. She was expendable.
    But one day he would realize what he’d lost—a frigid, broken female he could never claim, and one with skin issues—and then he’d be sorry.
    When her bottom lip trembled, she cursed herself bitterly. Don’t you cry in front of him!
    â€œI thought you were going.”
    Exasperation drowned out the urge to cry. Exactly how was she supposed to leave? She didn’t have a car here, didn’t even know where they were. “No.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œNot until you tell me why you’re so intent on getting rid of me.”
    His gaze was transfixed on her neck, his voice a snarl as he said, “I’m about to throw you to the ground. Take your blood in a frenzy.”
    â€œB-but your kind doesn’t bite.” Her lips parted, and she backed away with real fear. “I’m not strong yet, Murdoch. If you did that, you could kill me.”
    His eyes went wide, then narrowed. Yet he’d still begun striding toward her. She backed to the wall.
    Can I spare enough cold to stop him? With a grimace, she started building ice in her palm, planning to trap him as she had before.
    When he was just before her, he shook his head, his entire body going off balance. With a last look at her face, he snapped, “Leave here. Before I return for you.”
    Then he vanished.
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    How much time had passed since he’d left her, Murdoch didn’t know.
    Hours, it seemed. But only now was the ravening frenzy subsiding.
    After leaving Daniela, he’d traced to his rooms at Mount Oblak, Kristoff’s castle, then attacked his supply of blood like an animal.
    Now crimson was everywhere. He stared at the smeared floor and counter. My God, what would I have done to her?
    He was still astounded that he’d been able tokeep from touching those luscious breasts of hers—yet he couldn’t deny himself her neck?
    Once he’d caught his breath, he rinsed his body in the shower, then redressed. Having managed some level of sanity, he decided to go to Blachmount.
    Returning