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she wasn’t going to come to him, he would go to her. For now .
    Hanzi scooped up a piece of the crisp bacon. Two centuries without food and he no longer craved it. Truthfully, he’d never found food all that palatable when he had been eating. Famine had been widespread. He had been grateful to go to bed without a stomachache.
    He placed the bacon in front of her face, and her gaze followed it as if he’d compelled her to watch the pork. Though he possessed the ability to do so as he pleased, he’d determined the night before he wouldn’t ever force her hand. She was too...fascinating.
    “Hungry?”
    She took it from his hand yet still didn’t bite on the food. His cock tightened at the thought of watching her chew. It would be...sensuous.
    “I’m not convinced you’re not tricking me. You saying you don’t care while you really want to trick me into eating pork.”
    Hanzi tugged her against him. Although she stiffened, she didn’t push away. “If you would prefer, I will call Jerome again and order you some fruit. I care not what you eat. Rather, I simply wish to see you happy. The way you reacted to the food you have denied yourself under false impressions tells me you would receive great joy to eat it.”
    To his amazement, she bent forward enough to bite the top of the bacon. His cock jerked as it had not since he had been a young man. She closed her eyes as she chewed with her tongue coming out to lick her lips for a second.
    Finally, she opened her eyes in time for him to release her. He needed some space.
    “That was, yeah... good ...bacon.”
    He held the rest of it to her, and she took it from his very unsteady hand. “I’m glad you enjoy it.”
    Hanzi made for the communicator again and buzzed Jenci. He needed the man right away. His gums ached and his mouth watered. Blood . His brain fizzled, with the world blurring out slightly. It had been longer than he remembered since he’d lost control.
    He wouldn’t terrify his woman. Not for anything. She didn’t want to be bit. Things would be easier if she had a blood fetish although they wouldn’t be as much fun.
    His lifetime friend answered fast. Hanzi wasn’t certain which language he spoke when he finally got the words out, but he conveyed the message. Hurry and save me before I drink from my nonconsenting bride
    “Hanzi?” Had she said his name before? Had anything in his long existence ever sounded so sweet?
    “No.” He managed to get out. “I heard you before when you said you don’t want me. I wish to change your mind yet I will not force you.”
    Everything else in his life had been difficult, their relationship shouldn’t be too. She was meant to be his reward. If she did not want him, perhaps he hadn’t yet earned her.
    “Thank you.” The genuine relief in her voice should have moved him, but his hands shook and it was all he could manage not to lunge at her.
    Finally, with as much effort as it would take him to run through broad daylight, he managed to point at the bedroom. “Go lock yourself in.”
    Nothing would keep him out if he lost control and decided he wanted in. But if she left the room, it would perhaps buy him some time to allow Jerome, who was taking a millennium, to arrive there and distract him.
    “You want to drink me.”
    He covered his ears. If she spoke again, he’d be gone.
    “Adrienne, what you see is me not compelling you. My restraint is me giving you what you wish. I had no idea my sudden blood lust would happen. If I were stronger, I would leave the room. Run to the hall. I cannot seem to make my legs work. Please, go in the bedroom, and as soon as I can I will leave you.”
    Jerome finally arrived. This time his friend didn’t knock or act the servant. He busted through the door and extended his wrist beneath Hanzi’s mouth.
    Hanzi’s fangs descended hard and fast, better suited for battle in their rush than general feeding. If his sharp piercing of Jerome’s skin bothered him, the other man