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Cas's lips curved Why have I never considered that before?

For the first time in his existence, he co in it, he pressed a kiss to Mirceo's hair and inhaled his scent

The staggering surprise of what ejaculating felt like had been nothing compared to the bond he shared with the vaodsly need for this male Embraced it Surrendered to it

The hours they'd just indulged in each other had played out like a fever dream Another two bouts in the bed and one in the shower had introduced Cas to fantasies he'd never known he'd had

Now he relived snapshots of a night forever burned into hisblood froainMirceo spilling his own se into the pillow as Cas mounted him from behind

Their shower together had been no less life-altering Mirceo slipping behind hi hi his pal his horns to drag Cas's head back--right as the vampire bottomed out

Fangs piercing Tile buckling under a de the wall

This night--soed them forever

Cas's lust was rekindling, but his young mate slept soundly Mirceo obviously needed to rest Hell, their separation for the last few days had taken its toll even on an older demon like Cas

His lids grew heavier But just as he drifted off, a stray question whispered through his consciousness

Will the vampire be here when I open my eyes once more?

THIRTY

Mirceo ith his claws digging into his own chest, a lohine ringing in his ears His own?

Caspion slept beside hi him securely in his brawny arms Heaven So why did Mirceo feel such anxiety?

No! Everything had gone perfectly last night He'd gotten his dearest wish When he'd fallen asleep against Caspion, he'd been secure in the knowledge that he and his ether

The low roil of panic he'd always experienced after sex hadn't disappeared; it'd escalated! His thoughts were in chaos Maybe I want him too much

Intense pain radiated in his left arm, just below the shoulder He craned his head around but didn't see any bruising or injury The rest of his body felt a

So what the hell rong with him? Could a panic attack manifest itself as phantom pain in a limb?

He glanced back at Caspion's sleeping face, and a pang momentarily overrode his panic

II

Why couldn't Mirceo coht? I

Desire hiain, not news Need him? Obviously

Easing out of Caspion's eed on his pants, Mirceo struggled to hts Maybe he truly hadn't been ready to proet what he wanted? And now that devil would collect on his soul?

But if he suffered fro hi away? And why hadn't he experienced anything like this during his other encounters with the demon?

Mirceo traced to one of the draped s, peeking out The orange hunter's rounds The sun would soon rise

As he stared, he felt as if he'dakin to that frustrating sense when a word is on the tip of one's tongue but can't be called forth He began to pace beside the bed What a?

In ti open those blue eyes With his first look at Mirceo, his breathtaking smile faded "Oh, for fuck's sake, vampire"

"What?"

He sat up, raking tousled blond hair off his forehead "You knohat You've already checked out"

"I haven't said a word" Sweat beaded his forehead and upper lip Mirceo didn't sweat unless he exerted hi sex

"You don't have to; your wild-eyed expression is saying everything"

Saying what? Explain it to me! Make me understand

Caspion rose to snatch his clothes off the floor "Knew this would happen"

Even now the sight of that physique had Mirceo hardening What wouldn't I have promised to possess him? "What does my expression say?"

Caspion grated, "It's--been--swell" He stabbed his legs into his pants

"You're putting words in my mouth"

"I knew you'd do this!" His instinctscrazy Just as a demon would need to clai anot to lose his temper "I knew But you convinced me to take a chance"

"Since we are ht I wouldn't feel thisthis"

"Regret?"