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earthier, much more male, and 100 percent pure pheromone as far as I was concerned, curled around me. I breathed it in again, my breath coming in short, shallow little bursts. Shivers skittered down my back while goose bumps broke out on my arms. I’d never had this sort of a reaction to anyone before, and I wasn’t quite sure if I was comfortable with such an overpowering reaction. I tried to analyze just what it was about him that held such an attraction for me, and ended up puttingit down to the fact that he was different from everyone I’d met before. Paen was missing something; he had a great need in him that I could feel even when I wasn’t near him. That need called to me.
    His eyes lifted from the spot on my neck to mine, two brilliant points of silver light in the dark, and I was suddenly reminded that needy and attractive as he was, I was trapped in a confined space in the middle of nowhere with a man who had no soul, a man for whom the word dinner meant who, not what.
    â€œYou’re not going to bite me, are you?” I asked on a breath, my heart beating madly from the combination of adrenaline and Paen.
    â€œDo you want me to?” His voice made me shiver again, the sound of it like the touch of raw silk on my bare flesh. In the blackness of the car, his eyes shone like the purest mercury.
    â€œPart of me does,” I answered. “Part of me wants to . . .”
    â€œWhat?” he asked, his head moving closer until I could feel the warmth of his breath on my neck, just above the spot the seat belt had scraped.
    â€œBite you back.”
    His head tilted slightly as he considered me. “How would you bite me?”
    â€œHow as in how, or how as in give you a demonstration?”
    His eyes glittered.
    â€œDemonstrate how you would like to bite me.”
    I swear, looking into those eyes was like falling into a pool of quicksilver. They seemed to mesmerize me, pull me in and consume me. Without thinking of the wisdom (or lack) of making out with a client, Itipped my head slightly to the side and nuzzled a spot behind his ear, where the tendons of his neck met his jaw. All reason, all common sense, all thought but that of the man whose presence drew me disappeared as I licked a spot, then gently bit it.
    Paen sucked in air, shuddering slightly as I nibbled the spot behind his ear, swirling my tongue over it once more before withdrawing.
    â€œ That is how I would like to bite you. Well, just one of the ways.”
    He didn’t move, didn’t pull back in disgust or triumph, either of which I half expected.
    â€œYou are a very honest woman,” he said after a moment’s silence.
    I frowned. That wasn’t quite the response I had imagined to my nibbles. “Yes. Half elf, remember? It pretty much makes it impossible to lie, what with that whole elves-can’t-dissemble thing happening. Plus I’ve found it’s just easier all around to tell the truth. Did you like it?”
    â€œYes.” Too much.
    I smiled.
    â€œWould you like me to reciprocate?” he asked, his breath hot on my skin. I shivered again, a delicious shiver of anticipation and excitement and arousal. Beneath that, a deep, endless need of my own burst into life, consuming me with its power.
    â€œYou know, I think I would.”
    Heat flared along my neck as his tongue swept across the spot that had been scraped. Pleasure of a nature more profound than just sexual burst into being within me, setting my whole body trembling as his tongue caressed the sore spot, taking with it allthe pain and discomfort, and leaving me strung tighter than a concert violin.
    â€œYou’re hungry,” I said suddenly, wondering how I knew.
    â€œI am.” His teeth nipped my skin.
    â€œThen go ahead.” I waited, my body clenched hard.
    â€œI don’t normally—” He stopped, hesitating.
    â€œDon’t what? Drink blood?”
    â€œNo, I must drink blood to