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hand on the doorknob. Should he offer her something? Hell, he had no fucking clue. “I’ll stay close. In case you need to feed again.” He wanted to say something else. Something
more
. Jenner wasn’t good with words, though. Violence was his forte. Destruction his only talent. “Come find me if you need me.” He stepped through the doorway and closed the door behind him.
He stood out in the hallway, his fingers wrapped so tightly around the doorknob, he was surprised it hadn’t snapped. Bria’s scent swirled in his head; the skin at his wrist still tingled from the wet warmth of her mouth. The contact had been so innocent, and yet Jenner felt it over every inch of his body. She’d wanted him. Her legs had fallen open the second he settled between her thighs. He could have easily taken her. Fucked her until he collapsed on top of her and sated the lust that burned through him like fire.
Jenner wouldn’t have thought twice about taking her had his soul still been vacant from his body. He would have rutted over her like the animal he was had she been any other female. Despite her innocence, Jenner had never beheld a more seductive female. Maybe it was because of that innocence. Her wide eyes and soft mouth had beckoned him. The softness of her skin begged to be touched. Sullied. Even now, Jenner considered turning around and going back in there to tear her clothes from her body. Hewanted her bare to him. He wanted to bite her again and again.
Gods.
Claire had thought that feeding would help to calm him? Instead, he felt less in control than ever.
It took a surprising amount of effort to let go of the doorknob. He’d promised he’d stay close—hell, he’d been paid to keep Bria glued to his side—but with each step he took away from her Jenner didn’t think he’d be able stay under the same roof without doing something rash. Bria could easily learn to hate him if he allowed her to see that selfish side of him. The side that didn’t give a shit about consequences. The side that needed,
craved
without reason or restraint. If he didn’t ease himself into their tether, he’d ruin them both. Jenner’s soul wouldn’t bear the burden of hurting someone as delicate as Bria. He had to get the fuck out of there.
“How’d it go?”
Jenner hit the top of the stairs to find Claire smiling up at him from the first-floor landing. He averted his gaze, too damned ashamed of his own wicked thoughts to look her in the eye. She’d championed him and he’d barely made it through feeding Bria without ripping her clothes off and fucking her senseless.
“Fine,” he grunted as he headed down the stairs. “I need to get out of here for a while. Can you keep an eye on her?”
“Sure.” Claire turned as he brushed past her in the foyer, her brow furrowed. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah. Just gotta jet.”
“Jenner.”
He paused, halfway out the door. So close to putting some distance between him and Bria. Claire needed to wrap it up before he changed his damned mind and rushed back up the stairs. “Call me when her thirst mounts again,” Jenner said as he headed out the door. He turnedto face Claire and shame flared in his chest at her disapproving stare. “I don’t want her feeding from anyone else.”
Her frown turned to a wry smile. “Gotcha. It’s going to be okay. You know that, right?”
Did he? Jenner gave her a crisp nod and closed the door behind him. Right now he felt as though nothing would be okay ever again.
CHAPTER
5
Bria rubbedat her wrist. The ghost of Jenner’s gentle suction still lingered on her skin. For days he’d kept his distance, only coming to her when they both needed to feed. And then it was all very polite and civilized. He was always present in the house, though. She felt him like the brightest light burning in the center of her soul. As though he watched over her from afar, he kept his distance until their hunger crested and they could bear the separation no longer.
Once
more
. Jenner wasn’t good with words, though. Violence was his forte. Destruction his only talent. “Come find me if you need me.” He stepped through the doorway and closed the door behind him.
He stood out in the hallway, his fingers wrapped so tightly around the doorknob, he was surprised it hadn’t snapped. Bria’s scent swirled in his head; the skin at his wrist still tingled from the wet warmth of her mouth. The contact had been so innocent, and yet Jenner felt it over every inch of his body. She’d wanted him. Her legs had fallen open the second he settled between her thighs. He could have easily taken her. Fucked her until he collapsed on top of her and sated the lust that burned through him like fire.
Jenner wouldn’t have thought twice about taking her had his soul still been vacant from his body. He would have rutted over her like the animal he was had she been any other female. Despite her innocence, Jenner had never beheld a more seductive female. Maybe it was because of that innocence. Her wide eyes and soft mouth had beckoned him. The softness of her skin begged to be touched. Sullied. Even now, Jenner considered turning around and going back in there to tear her clothes from her body. Hewanted her bare to him. He wanted to bite her again and again.
Gods.
Claire had thought that feeding would help to calm him? Instead, he felt less in control than ever.
It took a surprising amount of effort to let go of the doorknob. He’d promised he’d stay close—hell, he’d been paid to keep Bria glued to his side—but with each step he took away from her Jenner didn’t think he’d be able stay under the same roof without doing something rash. Bria could easily learn to hate him if he allowed her to see that selfish side of him. The side that didn’t give a shit about consequences. The side that needed,
craved
without reason or restraint. If he didn’t ease himself into their tether, he’d ruin them both. Jenner’s soul wouldn’t bear the burden of hurting someone as delicate as Bria. He had to get the fuck out of there.
“How’d it go?”
Jenner hit the top of the stairs to find Claire smiling up at him from the first-floor landing. He averted his gaze, too damned ashamed of his own wicked thoughts to look her in the eye. She’d championed him and he’d barely made it through feeding Bria without ripping her clothes off and fucking her senseless.
“Fine,” he grunted as he headed down the stairs. “I need to get out of here for a while. Can you keep an eye on her?”
“Sure.” Claire turned as he brushed past her in the foyer, her brow furrowed. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah. Just gotta jet.”
“Jenner.”
He paused, halfway out the door. So close to putting some distance between him and Bria. Claire needed to wrap it up before he changed his damned mind and rushed back up the stairs. “Call me when her thirst mounts again,” Jenner said as he headed out the door. He turnedto face Claire and shame flared in his chest at her disapproving stare. “I don’t want her feeding from anyone else.”
Her frown turned to a wry smile. “Gotcha. It’s going to be okay. You know that, right?”
Did he? Jenner gave her a crisp nod and closed the door behind him. Right now he felt as though nothing would be okay ever again.
CHAPTER
5
Bria rubbedat her wrist. The ghost of Jenner’s gentle suction still lingered on her skin. For days he’d kept his distance, only coming to her when they both needed to feed. And then it was all very polite and civilized. He was always present in the house, though. She felt him like the brightest light burning in the center of her soul. As though he watched over her from afar, he kept his distance until their hunger crested and they could bear the separation no longer.
Once
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