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change, and
others about how he didn’t regret anything and could only be who he
was. He said he was sorry for what happened, and then said he
wasn’t. He was utterly satisfied to leave me covered in his scent
after our goodbye sex, and then called me later from the road to
tell me how to cover it up.”
    “Sounds like he was an emotional wreck,”
Danial said with a faint smile. “Or a man in love.”
    I looked over my shoulder in exasperation.
“Please.”
    “You sound confused, too, to have been forced
into intimacy and then to be grabbing a quickie in his front seat
before he left,” Danial added, his smile widening. “Perhaps you
suffer from the same malaise.”
    “Perhaps you do,” I said sarcastically.
“You’re jealous one moment and then amused the next.”
    “I’m jealous slightly,” Danial amended. “I’m
much more intrigued that you aren’t swooning over my brother.
Understand, all the women he took from me over the years were
nothing to him, though I loved them all. You not only remain immune
to his charms, you found a way into his heart past all his
defenses. This is bittersweet moment for me, one I’d never
expected. I’d enjoy it more thoroughly, except that he and I have
made up. There’s an element of pity I’ve got to allow him now.”
    “How nice for you,” I said coolly.
    “Stop your sarcasm,” Danial whispered,
kissing my earlobe. “I mean no disrespect to you, Sweetheart. You
know you’re the only woman I love.”
    “That’s not hard to believe, seeing as I
killed your last lover.”
    Danial took a sharp intake of breath and drew
back slightly.
    “I’m sorry I said that,” I whispered,
cringing inside.
    “Let’s not speak of it,” he said sadly.
    My hackles rose instantly. “Yes, we will
speak of it,” I hissed angrily. “Don’t you dare be sad about—”
    Don’t say her name .
    “— her. She caused all of that shit with
Devlin and everything that happened before that with Al. I still
have nightmares about being whipped—”
    “Shh,” Danial said, hugging me tightly.
“Please, Sar. I know you’re hurting. But I’m hurting, too, can you
understand that?”
    “I’m sorry,” I said, turning in his arms to
hug him tightly. “I’m not sorry for anything else I did, except for
hurting you.”
    “You didn’t,” Danial replied consolingly.
“Please, let’s not waste these hours speaking of suffering. I’ve
missed you too much for that.” He moved my robe off my shoulder,
then kissed my naked skin gently, his fangs again pricking me.
    I took my next breath by inches, my lips
parting, my body trembling.
    “Devlin’s in love with you,” he whispered in
my ear. “Tell me that doesn’t make a difference to you.” He slid
his fangs down my neck, gently pressing.
    As I leaned hard into him, he sensed it and
moved slightly back, his fangs pricking but not penetrating.
“Answer me,” he said seductively. “Don’t you want him anymore? Was
the one day enough to sate your desire?”
    “I wanted him before,” I groaned, arching
into him. “I want him more now. But I don’t love him.”
    Danial was running his fangs over my skin
ardently now, his breaths coming fast. What I was saying was
arousing him.
    “What do you wish he would do to you?” Danial
asked. “Tell me.” His hand slipped beneath my robe and rubbed my
clit gently. I shuddered and let out a moan.
    Danial slid his finger into me, then gripped
possessively. I let out a whimper of longing. His fangs pressed
again against my shoulder, then suddenly broke the skin.
    Images flooded my brain in a burst. I moved
quickly, trying to turn my body towards him, my only thought to
have him. My searching lips met his and I kissed him, bearing down
hard. At once, I tasted blood. Danial pushed me back to the floor,
his hands on my wrists as his mouth sought mine, his tongue eagerly
licking me.
    I tore my wrists from his grasp and reached
down, slipping my hands beneath his robe to stroke his