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that?” She stomped forward and plopped on the bed beside him.
“So I’ve been told,” he murmured.
She jutted her arm out in front of his face while staring at some distant part of the room. “Get on with it,” she demanded with her fist curled tight.
Oh hell no. “What the fuck is this?” he grumbled. “You’re not a child about to receive an inoculation.”
“Are you truly expecting me to sit here and pretend as if we’re lovers?” she spat.
“Not at all.” He yanked on her arm, not enough to hurt, but hard enough to bring them shoulder to shoulder. “But I expect you to be here. Watching. I want to feel your eyes on me while I drink you in.”
Alexandra jerked her arm back to her side. “The deal was I feed you.” Her eyelids narrowed, and her expression was venomous. “That was it. There wasn’t any specification on how to do it.”
“It’s not like I’m asking you to bare your neck.” He grasped her wrist once more. She tugged at his hold, but not enough to break his grip. “You want answers…you do this my way.”
Seconds passed, and for a moment, he thought she might bolt. Then she exhaled and allowed him to lift her arm. “Fine,” she bit out.
Score two.
He closed his eyes, doing his best to mentally wrap a vise grip around his heart. To tame the monster inside who wanted to tear down the walls around his mind and claim the female at his side.
“Why?” she whispered.
He opened his eyes. “Why, what?”
“Why is it so important that I watch while you do it?”
Because it’s the closest I’ll ever have you, and for some damn reason it matters that I know you’re willingly at my side.
“Because I said so,” he said.
“Control freak, much?”
“When necessary.”
Lifting her wrist to his mouth, he forced himself to slow down when all he wanted to do was dive in and drown in her essence. But he had to make this last. Savor every delectable drop. Her pulse lifted the delicate flesh just beneath her palm, and he inhaled along the surface. Vanilla laced with honey. So damn sweet. Yet something was different. Gently, he ran the tip of his tongue over her artery. She jerked, but held her place. Glancing up from under his lashes, he rolled the flavor around on his tongue. Ah, that was it. His scent was missing. After he’d turned her, Markus had been the only one to nourish Alexandria. Her blood was now littered with a cocktail of various molecules from whom she’d fed.
Breathing her in once more, anger sparked like a lit fuse on a block of C-4, ready to blow. “Where have you been going to satiate your hunger?” And how many of them were male?
“I don’t think that’s any of your damn business,” she said, her tone stern.
His spine stiffened, ready to snap back that everything pertaining to her was his business. Yet a second before he opened his mouth, he glanced up, and the whitewashed walls of his cell reminded him of his current status.
Markus swallowed hard, forcing back his initial rebuke. “You’re absolutely correct.”
Her wide-eyed expression told him that his response hadn’t been the one she’d expected.
“Go ahead.” She nodded and captured her lower lip with her teeth once more. “If we’re going to do this, let’s get it over with,” she whispered.
At her words—her permission—a hard cramp seized his stomach. He couldn’t deny the pull any longer.
Opening his mouth, his fangs fully extended, Markus sank them into her supple flesh. A gasp sounded from her a half second before the heat of her essence burst into his mouth. Hot, sweet, a decadent flavor he had no right to savor, yet every fiber in his body cried out for more. He swallowed, and a tremor racked his body. Oh fuck… His cock surged to life, going rock hard, forcing a groan from his throat.
How in the hell had he thought one taste of her would ever be enough?
Chapter Three
What was I thinking? How could Alex have believed allowing Markus this close would be something
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