Vampire Assassin League Bundle 4 - Eternity
my! He’d just called her ‘love’ .
    “I’ve met lots of women... none of whom liked me because of my tomes. This must be what is meant by poetic justice.”
    “I never said I liked you at all.”
    He grinned, putting pretty sharp canines on view. “Well, we’ll just have to do something about that, won’t we?”

 
    CHAPTER FOUR
    He shouldn’t.
    He really shouldn’t.
    It wouldn’t be fair. Or honorable. Or moral.
    And why the hell should he care about any of that now? Merde! He didn’t question the vagaries of fate. And he never hesitated. Devereaux Castillion jumped at what was offered. Always had. And yet, now... he dithered? And pondered honor and amoral behavior?
    When had that happened? And why now? With her?
    He sucked in his cheeks, putting minute slices into his lower lip with his canines. Tipped his head slightly. And shook in place. Again.
    This was incredible! He had his mate. Right there! There wasn’t any doubt, either. This mating thing was creating all kinds of havoc throughout his frame - havoc of a sort he’d thought long gone. Lost. For all eternity. Acceptance was better than hoping. Wishing. Longing. Yearning.
    He’d suffered all of that, but never mentioned it. Nobody did. That was a sure path to complete insanity. Akron had been succinct. He’d warned Devereaux. And re-warned him. Some vampires found their mates and it was a glorious thing. Some were never that lucky. Devereaux had listened that entire night, deep in the grip of fevered tremors, panting with each agonized breath. And then he accepted what Akron offered. Dev had no one to blame but himself.
    Vampirism wasn’t eternal life. It was endless existence. Lifeless. Chilled. Emotionless. Bereft of any passion except that for blood. And that’s exactly what it had been. Until now. With her. This Sydney Ross, LLC. Looking across and up at him.
    Right there!
    Dev shook again with the awareness before he could halt it. He’d found her! Sweet paradise! And while things within him had started changing the moment he’d sensed her, nothing could’ve prepared him for direct contact. Holding her altered the physical realm even more! His heart beat in accompaniment to hers, while newly-awakened senses bombarded him with emotions: Lust. Craving. Hunger. Passion. Want. Need. And all of that just ratcheted higher each moment he spent in her presence. An endless series of tremors ran through his frame. His knees weakened more than once. He was amazed she didn’t notice.
    What the hell?
    Where was the justice in this? Dev had her completely in his thrall. He was one of the best at projecting control over humans. And keeping it. And yet... right now –faced with sweetly pursed lips, a frame that sent pulses of electric charges, and the sight of one little vein, tapping against the flesh of her throat – he hesitated?
    Dev looked deeply into the gray-toned eyes of his mate, watching him from over the rim of her disfiguring glasses. She had stunning eyes. Truly. Surrounded by lush, dark lashes with the darkest outline of deep blue all about the iris. She had a hard-to-define shade of eyes. One moment they appeared blue, the next silver, and the next, a purplish tone. He’d been studying them. The color depended mainly on how the light hit them. And how impacted she was by his power. That’s when they looked blank - like hammered silver.
    Eyes like hers should be clear and untroubled. Easily probed. Plumbed. They shouldn’t be riveting him in place, grabbing at him; suctioning him into depths that promised everything. Why... even as he gazed into her eyes, snagged by something indefinable, the room about him faded into nothing but a background for her beauty. Was she enthralling him? How was that possible? That was his modus operendi.
    Ah, to hell with it.
    Indecision was for cowards. Devereaux opened his lips in a semi-snarl, reached for her shoulders and bridged the distance between them. Then he was lifting her at the same time that
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