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dirty old bastard.
    Michael tested the wind, and finding it lacked the scent of other men, ran back toward the slaughter grounds he had so recently left behind. He trailed his brother, worried that others might give chase. He tried hard to convince himself that they wouldn’t come at all, but after so many hundreds of years he had a firm understanding of human nature. They won’t come any time soon, but they will come, and in numbers. They expected to hear gun shots. It’ll be hours before anyone comes out this way but when they do…. He stopped several times in his pursuit, determined to protect his brother in his more vulnerable state, trying to ignore the cloying scent of the girl and the desire it awakened in him.
     
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    The muscles in Fador’s chest and arms rippled beneath her touch. Amber tried to be casual about touching them, but it made her blush the way he gasped as she slid her hands over his skin when he set her down on her feet. She turned and hoped he wouldn’t see it.
    “Are you all right?”
    She had no idea how far he had run with her in his arms, but it seemed he had been running in silence for hours. It was amazing to her that he had only recently started to pant. He must be a professional runner or something. What were the odds of that, though? He leaned up against a tree and looked up to the moon without answering her.
    “Thank you. For saving me.”
    He was like a dark knight come charging from the darkness to rescue her, but he seemed to have forgotten his shining armor. And his clothes. While he was distractedly standing with his face turned up and his eyes closed, she took the chance to study him. Amber’s eyes traveled past the long raven hair that fell past his shoulders to his face. He had a straight nose, square jaw and his skin looked swarthy under the pale light of the moon. She followed the cords of muscle down his chest to his rippled stomach and beyond. His body looked like a Greek statue. Well, almost. The Greeks would never have chiseled such a long hard cock on one of their statues. She felt her sex clench as she looked at it and tried to pull her eyes away. He had to be the sexiest man she had ever seen and she found herself yearning to touch him again. She looked back up to his face and found him staring back at her with a half smile on his face. Amber blanched.
    “You’re welcome.”
    “What? Oh.”
    “Enjoying the view?” he asked, a slow grin spreading across his face.
    The heat that rushed to her face wasn’t the only heat she felt at that moment. Another one bloomed hotter as his gaze slowly swept down her body like a caress. Amber found herself speechless. What in the world is he doing out here without his clothes? If he were one of the authorities he certainly wouldn’t be out here naked. That thought cooled her ardor, but only a little. She tried to focus her concentration on his eyes, fighting the urge to allow hers to wonder again. What in the world is wrong with me? I’ve never felt so…. Shut up Amber! My god, think of the situation you’re in. Control yourself woman. He’s just a man. A sexy man, but still just a man. Who just happens to be naked and happy to see you. It isn’t like he’s the first man who’s ever given you that look before.
    He may not have been, but she couldn’t recall any of the others at the moment and didn’t think any other man had ever had such a powerful, physical effect on her body using nothing more than a gaze. She felt herself growing wetter the longer he stared at her with that look of hunger in his eyes, so she tried to think of something to distract them both.
    “What about those men? Do you think they’re still following us?”
    He laughed.
    “There’s no one left to follow us. Not from that group anyway.”
    His confidence in that was unnerving. Had he somehow been involved in the attack, or had he only lucked across it?
    “Why exactly did you say you were out here?”
    “I