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the frustration. Because he should do nothing but count his lucky stars that Hadley was in his life.
    This community ran extremely short on mate-able females: specifically, women like Hadley who were in possession of an ancient, rare gene called Dragon. These females were the last frontier of breeding options for Vârcolac since their dying species had reached the limits of their DNA and now couldn’t procreate with their own kind. To go back to the lucky for him part, Hadley was awesome; she had a million-dollar smile, a righteously hot bod, honey-blonde hair, a very pleasant personality, and—after an initial freak-out when she found out he was a fang-bearing sub-species of human—now wanted to be with him as much as he wanted to be with her: marriage, kids, lots of sex, the whole nine yards.
    The catch?
    She suffered from a needle phobia.
    And, yeah, to take a pit stop in Obvious Land for a moment, his fangs were much sharper than needles, more like blades, which equaled a bunch of hurry up and wait, already on his end.
    Hadley was working on overcoming her fear of his fangs with the community therapist, using some technique called “systematic desensitization.” But after six months of treatment— six long months , during which time he’d been privileged to watch warrior buddies Dev and Gábor nab wives—Hadley didn’t seem much further along than when she’d started. He was growing sick of plastering a smile on his face and pretending that dating her with no end in sight was just super-okay, and that’s where the avoidance had come from. He was also pretty damned sure that if Hadley found out how horny he actually was, it wouldn’t help his campaign to ultimately convince this woman that he and his fangs could be oh-so-sweet to her.
    “I had a B12 shot, Thomal.”
    He whipped his eyes up. “What?”
    “Yep.” Her expression glowed with pride. “I focused on happy thoughts and kept my heartbeat even, and I did it!”
    “Holy crap.”
    “I know, isn’t it great!? I need to manage a few more shots, but otherwise, I think we can be together soon.” She moved closer and widened her smile.
    Her scent—that of an unmated female—drowned him in the smell of mount-me-now-and-hard-baby , and he jolted. Grinding his teeth, he tried to pinch his nostrils off from it. And, yeah, he’d go ahead and solve world hunger and create peace for all, too, while he was about the easy shit.
    She reached up and palmed his cheek. “That is, if you still want me.”
    “Of course.” As the words left his mouth, he felt something twinge in his conscience. He had a knack for seeing the true side of people—a throwback from his days as a painter—but with Hadley, he felt like he was overlooking something. There was some kind of…essence about Hadley that pulled him toward her, but almost in a way that made him feel like he didn’t have a say in the matter.
    She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him. “I’m so sorry, honey. I know this wait has been difficult for you. It’s been hard on me, too, unable to be with you when I love you so much. But…” She turned her head to whisper directly into his ear, “I promise to make the wait worth it.”
    Lights, camera , action . A porno movie instantly lit up his brain, a string of endless variations of what her promise implied parading through his mind. Hadley in a bikini shot instantly to the screen. Every time the two of them went to the Water Cliffs he just about blew his load in his swim trunks…metaphorically speaking, of course, because he couldn’t get the ol’ bone daddy going until he was a mated male. Hadley had a cute little birthmark sitting high on her left hip—in addition to the one on her back that marked her a Dragon—which for some reason he always wanted to lick. It was shaped like a lopsided “3,” and sucking on it while he peeled off her bathing suit was the movie going off in his head that—
    Prickles of pain needled his cock, his