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Despite his lack of strength, he let her know she wasn’t alone in it Or perhaps it was the only thing he could seize in his mind that he could bear to embrace

She heard that thought, even as she kissed hi that he surrender it all to her, let her take care of it

So he could rest So he could be hers

Ah, love

It was then she realized she’d actually given hiht between resistance and desire for her, caught in this reat foolishnessbut he didn’t care

I am all yours, love Whatever’s left to have is yours for the taking

For now, at least Ironically, what drove hiive so much to her noould, after he slept off the exhaustion, co she had a foot in the door And to think, only a few days ago, when she’d walked into Elle’s place, she’d had no desire to take a full human servant at all

As he finished, she stilled on him, despite the demand of her own body to finish She would deny it for now, hold the control, because she knew that would drive hi her pleasure yet Give hi else to think about other than the horror of the past few days

Of course, that would occur to hily apparent He was unconscious again Quietly, she lifted off hi a needy moan at the way even the semierect state of him could stimulate her pussy, but then she knelt by the tub, picked up soap and washcloth

As she started the pleasure of giving his fine,the upper curve of the raven’s wings They had overlaid the scars of grief he’d cut into his chest, so that the scars looked like orna the raven’s feathers

Another re one, that often there were powers above vas And those powers ht decide he couldn’t be hers, that she could have hih temporal experiences in her life, no matter her own desires, to knoas possible Since her mother’s death, her priority had been the punishment of Ian

Returning here had reminded her that she couldn’t stop there, that Ruskin must be expulsed as well

Now she had a third goal Would she be able to have them all, or would one have to be sacrificed for another? Or would both escape her grasp, held out of reach by the capricious hands of Fate?

Her chin firmed Well, she wasn’t one to defy Fate, but she wanted Dev to be her third-marked servant, not only physically, but in all the ways she’d ever i—a third-mark servant could be

And she wanted his than most about their environ so She’d told Dev a partial truth when she’d implied that most vampires avoided the folly of forced human servitude Some vampires reveled in the power of it Others simply considered the notion of hued at the vaed a child who really didn’t knohat he wanted

It’s acceptable to feel strongly about hu as you don’t lose proper perspective, Danny Your reluctance to establish total control over one is row out of it, the way you stopped believing your dolls are alive and have feelings

Danny winced at the memory of her mother’s words It didn’t matter what others believed Either he’d come to it, or he wouldn’t

Plus, she wasn’t about to beg a human to serve her If he did leave, at least she’d have the satisfaction of being able to bedevil his dreaot out of range Third-o far from their Mistresses, perhaps a day or two’s drive at o that far—and Australia was a large country—he wouldn’t be able to hear her in his head anymore She wouldn’t even be able to hear him in hers

Well, nothing to be done about that She was depriving herself of the joy of theon the task at hand, she rubbed the cloth over the rounded part of Dev’s shoulder, lifted one of his arers, ran the cake of soap under his dirty fingernails When she eased his hand back into the water to rinse, she set aside the cloth, lathered up both hands and slicked them down the broad chest, up his neck, behind and inside his ears, over his face, touching his te back from there She noted every old scar and neound, traced theently, put her lips on a few