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me?”
    “I took care of it.” His eyes burned her as
he stared, his gaze compelling.
    “You still should have--”
    “And then, I had the strangest dream... or
nightmare, if you will.”
    “I don’t know what that has to do with me,”
she replied tartly, struggling to ignore the way his body heat
wrapped around her like a cocoon of molten need.
    “I dreamt of you,” he whispered.
    She swallowed as her chest tightened.
“What?”
    “You called to me, pulling me from the past.
You were lying in bed, asking me to join you.”
    Her eyes widened as her temples throbbed
harder. “That’s impossible. People can’t have the same dream.”
    He jerked back as if she’d slapped him. “So,
it is true.”
    “What’s true? It all sounds like nonsense to
me.”
    He licked his lips. “Do you want me to take
you to bed, Celeste?” Her name came on a whisper of breath that
sent need flickering over her skin.
    “No.”
    Cupping her chin, he rubbed his thumb over
her lower lip. She trembled at his touch, remembering her dream,
the way her body had responded the night before. The glimpse of his
bare chest and the bulge straining his jeans.
    “Your eyes tell a different story.” Slowly,
he bent closer.
    She told herself to push him back. To turn
and walk away. Instead, as she raised her hands, she found herself
laying them on his chest.
    Beneath her palms, his heartbeat thumped,
quick and sure.
    He pressed his lips to hers, so gently it
might have been her imagination. His fingertips trailed over her
jaw and down her throat, resting over her own rapid pulse.
     
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    Valhalla’s honeyed mead was what she tasted
like. Brandon’s body tightened at the sound of her racing
heartbeat.
    The feel of her mouth, her hands on him.
    He dipped his tongue between her lips, amazed
at how out of control he felt.
    She was soft, opening for him, kissing him
back with passion. Her taste was all-consuming.
    As his blood fired, he deepened the kiss,
pressing against her, relishing the feel of her womanly
softness.
    She was usually so prickly, yet now she was
pliant in his arms. With a low moan, she trailed her hands up his
neck, grasping his nape and tugging him even closer.
    As he kissed her, she matched his every move,
each thrust of his tongue, each nip of his teeth. She licked his
lips, then one of his fangs, and heat shot to his groin.
    Mindless.
    Lust and need.
    Primitive.
    A haze of desire covered his mind and he
grabbed her tighter, turning them both so that he was captured
between her body and the wall. She leaned into him as if she’d
never let him go.
    He let his hands roam the expanse of her
back, irritated at the barrier of her clothing. Tugging the shirt
from her jeans, he relished the feel of her soft skin. She moaned,
digging her nails into his shoulders.
    The rushing desire to taste her filled him.
Her blood would be sweet.
    Pressing hungry kisses along her jaw, he
moved to her throat. She tipped her chin up for him. He licked her
pulse, the beat throbbing at his touch. Then he sank his fangs into
her smooth flesh.
    She gasped, jerking, but he kept his hold
tight as ambrosia filled his mouth. He drank deeply, his need
nearly mindless.
    Her whimper sliced through his mind.
    Pulling back, he met her wide, startled gaze.
She jerked from his hold, and slapped him. His ears rang as fire
lashed over his skin.
    “What the hell?” she demanded, panting
heavily.
    He blinked, realizing what he’d done. What
desire had driven him to. Blood trailed from two pinpricks on her
neck.
    She reached up, covering it with her hand,
continuing to stare at him.
    Shame filled him for his loss of control, for
the mindless way he’d tasted her. Hadn’t even asked. Just
taken.
    He’d not acted like that since he’d been
newly turned.
    Her hand trembled as she glanced at the blood
on her fingertips. Then she glared at him, lips spreading in a
snarl. “ Cabrón! Vete al infierno. ”
    “Perhaps I am a bastard, but I’ve already
been