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She sucked in a sharp breath "You letI can’t control your sleep patterns You were obviously in need of the rest"

"Daroan at the delicious friction "Let an could be miles away by now"

It took his endless years of self-discipline and restraint to ignore the fir need was secondary to keeping Regan safe

So he couldn’t ensure if she bolted fro sunset

"Then a few minutes won’t matter," he pointed out with the cool tones that see as she was conte the bestthe means to escape hiive et you out of her…"

Before he could leash the i down to capture her ry tirade without physical haroal that iftly underh his body

This kiss had nothing to do with silencing Regan, and everything to do with the ravenous hunger that flared through him with a painful force

He wanted this woman

He wanted to stroke his lips over every inch of her pure, ivory skin He wanted to kiss and lick and nibble over every delectable curve He wanted to be buried deep inside her as he sank his fangs into her neck and drank of her potent blood

More than anything, he wanted to hear those low, husky cries as she reached her cli into his chest as he deepened the kiss, her lips softening The scent of arousal bloo his heavy erection twitch in anticipation

This was…right

She fit perfectly beneath hih to handle an ancient vampire’s passion Her scent was exactly blended to stir his deepest hungers And her blood Hell, his body still tre his hands, Jagr tangled his fingers in the satin s in sensations that were familiar, and yet completely unknown in their intensity

After an eternity of hell, this was…paradise There was no other word

He teased at her lips, lightly nipping and stroking before exploring the stubborn line of her jaw Her nails dug through the thin T-shirt, causing sharp darts of delicious pain, but his senses were too keen to miss the tiny an’s body ency to his touch, but her mind didn’t trust hi anyone

Jagr lifted his head to regard her with a cool coh his body

"I did warn you not to insult my queen," he murmured

Her face was flushed with a co responded so readily to his touch

"I wasn’t insultingyou"

A hint of a slared at hi e body and flee as she desired Then, with obvious effort, she wrapped herself in a brittle dignity

"Where’s the gargoyle?"

Jagr’s smile faded at the mention of the tiny de of the curs’ bodies to discover Regan and Levet chatting as if they were old friends He wasn’t certain why he was angered by the sight of the two of theether Not even a reclusive vampire who spent an could be sexually attracted to the ugly little beast

It was only now that he could acknowledge the truth He’d been jealous that the stupid gargoyle had an smile

"Still in statue form," he muttered "Luckily for hi to keep her expression aloof, as if she were lying on the hard cave floor by choice, rather than being pinned by his heavy body

Jagr felt a stirring deep inside him He’d never encountered a woe