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that covered his entire throat was padlocked to a heavy chain bolted to the floor. He’d been given enough chain that he could move easily in the space of his cell, but not walk out of it should the door be left open. The chain and collar was intended to keep other vampires in the house from making off with the meal rather than to prevent Caden’s escape. Without the chain, someone might assume Caden’s blood was community property. A huge patch of gauze bandages was taped over the center of his chest but blood already seeped through the white cotton. The hot, metallic scent of it burned Rage with hunger.
    Her mouth watered. At that moment, more than anything, she wanted to taste him in a way she never had before. She wanted Caden’s blood in her mouth. To roll the spice of it on her tongue. To feel it ooze down her throat. To smell his brisk, masculine scent while she drew him into her, body and blood. Rage ran her tongue across her teeth, lingering over her fangs, craving him as only a vampire can crave.
    Give in to it , she thought. It was the only thing that made sense. Take him now as she wanted to take him. Fuck him one last glorious time and then bleed him out. She was a vampire. This is what she did. Who she was. To take Caden down in a blaze of glory would make everyone happy. Well, perhaps not so much for Caden, but he would die with a smile on his face. After all this time, after all he’d done to her, it was better than he deserved.
    His blood smelled so damn good. It was a waste to let the bandages soak it all up. Her fangs ached to feel the give of his flesh. Crossing to him, she loved how slick her thigh-high stockings felt as they rubbed together. Rage knelt down beside Caden’s leg, cushioning her knees on the padding of the prison mattress. He was unconscious still, but that would not last long.
    Rage felt the heavy fabric of his fatigues. She massaged his hard thigh through them and gave a hum of appreciation at the firmness of the muscles encased inside. “Caden,” she sang in a soft, teasing voice. “Wake up, sleepyhead.” Her palm drifted upward until she cupped the heaviness of his balls. “Nice,” she murmured as she rolled and teased them.
    Caden stirred but did not yet wake. “I hope Morgana didn’t give you too heavy a sedative.” Rage unbuttoned his fly. Figured that he would be going commando. Perfect for her. With the tips of her tapered fingernails, Rage lightly scratched at the pubic hair peeking out of Caden’s pants. Her smile felt familiar, if distantly so. She wasn’t faking this one.
    Rage bent over his crotch and kissed the lowest spot the pants would allow, at the root of Caden’s cock. Awake or not, he was becoming aroused. The pants began to arch to the left, giving away the shape and position of her quarry. She teased the mound through the fabric, encouraging its swelling.
    As Caden stirred, Rage slithered her hand down the inside of his pants. Her hand circled his burning shaft. Dragging her breasts up his limp arm, Rage drew closer to his calm face. She rested her fist on his upper chest and propped her chin on it as she watched his face. “You are too gorgeous for my own good, you do know that, don’t you?”
    Caden’s eyelids rose slowly. It took him a second to focus in on Rage.
    “That’s right, look at me.” She grinned at him. She massaged his hard cock as she taunted him. “Hey, lover. Miss me?” As she smiled so her fangs peeked out from beneath her glossy lip, Rage felt her vampire magic reaching for her prey. Caden’s drugged mind gave no resistance as she entranced him. He would know what she was doing to his will, but would be powerless to defend himself. His lips parted as he drew in a shaky breath. Rage captured Caden’s mouth in a delving kiss. Her tongue penetrated deep into his mouth, demanding. With all the power of her Offspring magic, Rage stoked the fires of lust within him. Caden moaned as she felt her very soul reaching into