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forward, reaching to touch and then trail a finger along one of his spikes. A slight cut opened in her finger, and she eyed it with something akin to interest and nothing of what should be happening...like horror. She eased her body lower, going alongside him in order to do the same thing to his other fang with her other hand. Her own teeth started tingling. She moved her gaze to his.
    “Oh. Wow. Thanos. You’re a vampire. You are.”
    “Yes,” he replied, moving his lips across her fingers.
    “No. I mean...you’re a real vampire.”
    He chuckled. That raised goose bumps. And other things. Like nipples. Senses. Passions. Desires. Wow. The guy exuded pure sex. It needed leashing. Her hands cupped his chin, slid to his throat...
    “I told you as much,” he finally responded.
    Something beyond weird was happening to her mouth. Darcy ran her tongue along her upper tooth line. Her tongue found obstructions where her canine teeth should be; long, sharp, extensions that pricked her tongue. And it got worse. The taste should be making her cringe, not starting a hunger from somewhere deep within her. This wasn’t happening. She was not craving blood. She refused. Darcy locked every muscle in an effort to tamp unreasoning yearning. Immense desire. Incredible longing. Everything on her shook with the effort. The bed frame rattled.
    Thanos moved, ducking his nose beneath her jaw line to tip her head up. His tongue laved along her neck, running from the sensitive spot beneath an ear to her shoulder and back. Oh...hell. She couldn’t fight her entire body a moment longer. This might be totally wrong, but it sure didn’t feel like it.
    They matched perfectly. Fused as one. Their bodies. Their bites. Their heart rate. Their desire. Their mating. Everything.
    Everywhere.

CHAPTER EIGHT
    Thwack! Thwack! Thud. Clank. Thwack! Clank. Clank . Thud .
    “Damn it!”
    Darcy lowered her sword in disgust. No matter what she tried, Thanos met every thrust. Every swing. Every single maneuver. As if he knew where her sword was heading before she even made the move. He had an amazing ability to sense and see and be in place to deflect. He was lightning fast at times. And for some reason, she had no trouble following him.
    “You wish to try again?” He asked it while holding his sword horizontally at his chin level; one hand on the hilt, the other on the blade.
    “This is stupid.”
    “No. It is necessary.”
    “Well, how necessary is this breastplate armor thing? Because I’m telling you yet again, I don’t like it.” She knocked on the metal plate covering her from neck to just below her belly button.
    “I will readjust it later, although it should be perfect. I fashioned it to your exact measurements.”
    “I’m not even going to ask how you got them but I got news for you. You’re off. It’s tight, uncomfortable, and restrictive.”
    “It will keep you protected.”
    “Why don’t you wear one, then?”
    “You haven’t landed a blow yet.”
    “No lie. You’re a vampire. And I can’t get through your defenses.”
    “Ah. You are learning.”
    “What? Frustration?”
    This was her fault. Thanos had decided they could spend time practicing with the blade he’d fashioned for her. Darcy had responded with something flippant as to how hard could it be? It’s a sword. You swing it and hack away with it. He’d given her a look that spoke volumes before challenging her to show him. He wouldn’t attack. He’d only defend. He’d prove the value of training.
    And what felt like hours later, he was still proving it.
    “Have you altered your perception yet? That handling a sword is more than slashing and cutting and thrusting? And about how difficult it would prove to be?”
    “Oh, shut up.”
    Thanos grinned and lowered his blade. The man was unbelievable. He used every surface of his weapon, too. Even the hilt stopped more than one of her blows.
    “It is defense that will save you in any battle, Darcy. That is why I