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She couldn’t leave hi

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Rosalind knew as soon as she touched the door handle that Lynch ake She could al and sweat touched a dae

Resolutely, she turned the handle

The sight of hi blood flecked his chest and the bed sheets, his arh above his body and bound with enormous iron manacles that someone had driven into the hat looked like railway spikes The sheet covered his hips, but they’d bound his feet in much the same way and from the vial and pair of needles on the bedside table, they were dosing hiularly with hemlock

She slowly closed the door behind her Lynch watched her, those black eyes gleaht A predator’s eyes Not the ed for Not her clever adversary, her dearest ene heart "I’ve missed you, my lord" Her voice sounded loud in the roo of sheets as his head turned to track her

This hat she had hated and feared for so long Balfour’s eyes had been like that, black and emotionless, when he’d cut Nathaniel’s throat in front of her You are the devil, she’d screa at her chest, Rosalind crossed to theand jerked the curtains back, unable to stand the dark anymore What did she believe now?

Behind her, the low exhale of his breath caught her ears When she turned, Lynch twisted his face away, hiding froht Of course Blue bloods tolerated sunlight, but they preferred darkness, with their overly sensitive eyes and pale skins The higher their CV count, the harsher they felt it and right noith the bloodlust ruling hied the curtains half-shut "I’m sorry But I can hardly see" Her nose wrinkled up The room smelled like blood She opened theand a cool breeze stirred the curtains

"Have you eaten?" she asked, her voice strengthening She eyed the rusty stains on his shirt "Have they bathed you at all?"

The answer of course was no

Crossing briskly to the door, she reached for the handle It was only then that she realized how relaxed his body had been, for he jerked to attention, theinto his flesh

"No!"

Rosalind paused Their eyesto send Garrett for some fresh sheets and water"

Breath heaved in his chest, his eyes glittering dangerously Rosalind slowly turned the handle "I won’t leave the roo to his feet with a desperately longing expression as soon as he saw her

She shook her head, not daring to step over the threshold "I need ater and soap," she told him "Fresh sheets for his bed too, and so in relief as he sprang toward the door Rosalind didn’t have the heart to tell hi the door, she turned back to Lynch His lip curled and he glared through the wall, an angry purr sounding in his throat

"That’s enough," she said, stepping between hierous

The corded ainst the manacles that bound hi her hands on his chest "You’ll hurt yourself"

The reaction had been instinctive Hard flesh flexed beneath her gloves and her lips parted as she looked down Those eyes watched her again, but the look was no longer dangerous Stark pri in the black heat of his eyes

It lit within her, her body reacting as if he’d put fla her other hand over his bare chest The buttons on his shirt were torn, gaping over hard flanks and the rippled muscle of his abdoht in the bathing rooo The feel of his teeth on the back of her neck and his hands cupping her breasts and sliding lower, into the vee of her thighs His hips thrusting against her, war the curve of her shoulder…

A little shiver ran over her skin, her nipples hardening behind the thin lawn of her chemise Fear died a short death in her breast

He didn’t want to hurt her He never had To claim her as his own yes, to sink his teeth into the smooth skin of throat and drink her blood Whether he could have stopped hi her

Just of clai to hih her Not entirely unpleasant, alerous situations--and yet so s for Nate had been the warm joy of friendship and shared respect, a love that didn’t challenge her yet left her feeling safe and protected Whatever this hatever she felt for Lynch--was a maelstrom in coether through it

She didn’t knohat to do, but she did know that she had to try and help hi him to the bloodlust al on the bed and leaning over him "I know you’re in there"

Her whispered breath traced his ear Lynch turned his head with a snarl, breathing hard as he drew her scent into his lungs

Her heart thundered in her veins Slowly, Rosalind brushed her silky glove over his lips, leaning closer Lynch stilled beneath her like so in each htened anymore He was bound and chained and she had the upper hand

The thought was aler over his lip, dipping wetly into his mouth Then lower, down the cleft in his chin and then the smooth hollow of his throat The muscles beneath her hardened like marble, but he held still, a fine tremor in his arms Reined in by her touch, the look in his eyes darkly curious As if warning her that he was by no means ta into the fleshy pad of her pal all the way through her, right to the heart of her sex, until she throbbed with liquid fire The pleasure of his bite was almost painful, al her lip, her fingers curling helplessly around the side of his face

"Please," sheflooded into the flesh, h her

A knock on the door tore her head up, a hot flush of heat burning through her cheeks Had Garrett heard her? Tension rode through the hard body on the bed and she stroked his face, turning it toward her

"I’ll be back," she whispered, leaning down to brush her lips against his cheek The rasp of his stubble roughened her sensitive mouth "Then ill finish this"

Dark lashes hooded his eyes He liked that