Angela Cameron Blood and Sex 03 Blane 

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beating more slowly. He d taken enough blood. Even if he wanted to keep drinking, to finish her
off, he wasn t a murderer. At least, not when his own life wasn t at stake, or when he was
defending others.
He pulled his teeth away and closed the wound to stop her from bleeding out. The
human s eyes were closed. The fringe of dark lashes made her look more like a child than she
was. Innocent. And he the monster who d just violated her was staring down at her, filled with
the blood she needed to animate her own body.
Blane swallowed hard and slid off the couch. He d have to wipe her memory, and then he
was out of here. As much of an asshole as he felt when he acted cowardly, he couldn t stick
around for a chat with dinner.
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Chapter Four
Two Weeks Later
 Blane.
Hearing his name over the music, Blane turned back toward the crimson-and-black booth
where Michael and Jonas sat looking up at him. Michael was in a crisp, dark suit and looked like
the hard-ass leader he was shaping up to be. Jonas, on the other hand, looked like something out
of the movies. He only got away with it in public because it was his club and everyone thought
he was in costume, like the rest of the vampire staff.
The changes in both of them were obviously due to the fratello relaxing with their new
mates. It was enough to make Blane wonder what it might be like to have someone like that. A
female to come home to, to be his other half.
But only for a second.
Blane pulled the toothpick he d been chewing out of his mouth.  Yeah, Boss?
 The plane s leaving just after sunset tomorrow night. Don t make me come after you.
Jonas s pasty skin drew up on one side of his mouth, giving him a wicked smirk.  It s
okay. I ll go after him.
Blane laughed.  Man, you need to find a hobby.
Yeah. No way in hell was he going to tangle with Jonas. He d taken on all of Luciano s
traits. Watching him fight the agents had been enough to ensure that none of the cosca crossed
him. Things had been quiet because of it.  Why don t you take up cage fighting? I hear G s got a
great setup just outta town.
Jonas let out a laugh that drew a few gazes in their direction. Mostly from other vampires,
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since they were the only ones who could hear that well over the music.
 Just be on time, Blane. Michael took another drink from his glass.  I m depending on
you for this trip.
 Sure.
Blane popped the toothpick back into his mouth and strode out into the main room. If
they were leaving early, he needed to feed. There were a lot of hours between Collins Bay and
Venice. Sure, there would be blood on the plane, but nothing straight out of the body. It would be
that reheated, processed shit they got from the blood bank. And if Michael was finally giving
him a chance to be more than the brain of the group, he needed to be at his best.
He scanned the dance floor, looking from face to face in the changing lights. There d
been a couple of girls he d let in earlier. If they hadn t left
There. At the edge of the dance floor was a young girl in a strapless black dress. She was
no more than twenty-two, with a body made for porn. Even G had been checking her out, and he
didn t go for women under thirty.
Blane ruffled his hand through his hair and strode toward her. When he was only a few
yards away, the girl glanced up, then back to her drink. Even across the distance, he could see
her nipples harden. Yeah, she was into him.
He slid onto the stool beside her and turned his body toward hers so that their legs
touched.  Hey.
She looked up at him, then smiled a sweet smile that made her cheek dimple.
 What s your name?
 Dahlia, she yelled over the music.
 Well, Dahlia. I just wanted to tell you something.
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Her brows pulled up.  What?
He leaned in, almost touching her ear with his lips. That power inside him sparked, ready
to do its thing, and he concentrated on bending her will. Only a little, to make the game go faster. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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