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Cyn ainst his hand, tightening her fingers in his hair and holding his ue against the juicy swell of her jugular, but didn’t take her, not yet Grinning at her groan of frustration, he licked his way doard, dipping into the arch of her collar bone and down further until he captured her nipple in hisaround his hip, fucking herself against his fingers Without warning, he slid a third finger inside her and began plunging in and out,pleasure in the slick heat of her, in the tre as her hips puasps as she whispered his naain, a prayer for release
And still he waited, waited until she was all but screaers that he could barely htly across her clit, circling it once, twice and a third ti back and forth until her entire body spas, her nipples so hard he could feel theainst his chest She sucked in a keening breath, the air trapped in her lungs by the sheer s into her neck, the rush of warain and her screa in the taste of her as she shuddered beneath hiers as he stroked her over and over again, her body jolting as if shocked every time his thumb caressed her swollen clit
When at last she lay lis and licked the s wordless sounds of coently fro depths of her body, the juices of her orgas across her abdomen as he wrapped his hand around her bare hip and tucked her closer in the safety of his arms
"I owe you a blow job," she murmured, already half asleep as she curled into his embrace His arainst his chest, the thudding of her heart a co metronolow lit the horizon, he s would be a sweet one His final thought as the sun crept fully into thesky and stole away both his sht had ended all too easily And Cyn hadn’t said a word about his forbidding her to go into toithout him
Raphael knehen Cyn slipped out of the bed they shared He watched in his dreams as she dressed quickly and donned her weapon before kneeling on the bed next to hiood-bye kiss Raphael raged at her, their connection through the er struck hard at her consciousness For a ht he read indecision on her face But then, she drew a breath and whispered, "I’ll be fine I proone
Chapter Thirteen
Colin sat in front of his office, the cheap plastic chair tilted back on two legs, a weathered, wooden overhang protecting him froainst the wall and contele roo cell and piss poor insulation that left it icy cold most of the time The only exception was the rare occasion when the sun h to warm the place up a bit Most days he didn’t even bother to coht, so that didn’t happen all that often Most of the drunks he collared winding through town had more or less sober friends ere happy to take the offender off his hands rather than travel back for hi he’dhis face in the few establishments sprinkled around town People had heard about Mariane It was inevitable, really The sossip mill, and Mrs Fremont had no doubt primed the pu almost nonstop since the attack Some orried about their own safety or the safety of their women Others just wanted the news firsthand And still others had the facts all wrong and were calling him nearly hysterical with fear about some vampire invasion
Not that the latter was co, black SUVs that had zipped down the highway the other night with a liht past hi, there’d been ahoncho had arrived and wanted to meet what passed for the local law Colin could hardly wait
He frowned, rocking the chair against the wall behind hier Hell, he shared it, although he was sht be, it couldn’t cole attack--as vicious as it had been--bring out the big guns like this? And how had they ed to arrive so quickly, virtually on the heels of the crime itself?
His attention was dran the block as one of the SUVs he’d just been thinking about pulled to a stop in front of Emma’s, the local answer to Seattle’s coffee shops Colin let the chair drop to all fours and leaned forward, forearhs as he studied the new arrival The truck’s ere all but blacked out, so he couldn’t see anyone inside, but the er sun still rode the sky somewhere behind the thick clouds, so he knehoever it was had to be human, at least And human he could deal with
The truck door opened and Colin stood A black clad leg e thick-soled combat-style boots He took a half step forward and tripped to a halt when the leg turned out to be that of a tall, slender wo the truck door behind her, she stood for adon Cooper’s Rest It wasn’t ree, if the frown on her face was any indication
Her gaze fell on hi, then lifted to read the sign identifying the office as the local police station Eyeing hi and headed his way
Colin watched her approach She earing clothes that very nearly matched his own outfit--black combat pants tucked into sensible, lace-up boots, and a black t-shirt, although she wore hers considerably better than he did His sistered the existence of a shoulder rig beneath her short, all-weather jacket, its presence in stark contrast to her graceful walk and the way she filled out that t-shirt He took a step forhen she reached the stairs in front of hirabbing the overhang before dropping to rest on his hips
She s his do the three stairs to stand on a level with hih that she very nearlyher head
Colin tipped his head "The very sa a bit of satisfaction when her htened at the endearhton Cyn, if you prefer"
"Pleased toevery ounce of his Georgian upbringing play with the syllables He found most Northerners assumed anyone with a draas die