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gingerly cupped the curve of his chin. “H-how did you get in here?” he asked sullenly, biting back the urge to nuzzle his face into the other man’s hand.
    “Some vampires can walk through walls, although it does take quite the large amount of energy to do so.” Gabriel yawned. “So if you don’t mind, I’ll be sleeping here tonight.”
    “No way! You took advantage of me! Like I’d just let you sleep in my apartment after what you did—”
    At that moment the vampire leaned in close, so dangerously close, irrevocably close, and pressed his smooth pallid lips against Tony’s. Tony’s eyes widened but then closed as something inside him surrendered to the feel of Gabriel’s mouth locked with his, and he gave into the heavenly sensation of the other man’s arms linked around his neck as their tongues danced in a silent ballet of innermost passion.
    Tony couldn’t help but moan as Gabriel’s fangs grazed his lips and a small droplet of blood dripped down onto Tony’s shirt collar. Gabriel pulled away from the kiss and licked hungrily at the stain. Then he sent a trail of fiery kisses along Tony’s collarbone and neck until he reached his left ear, nibbled at the lobe teasingly, and then bit down onto his throat.
    Tony grabbed onto Gabriel’s coat as if it was the only thing anchoring himself to reality, and let out another loud moan as Gabriel’s venom coursed through his veins and began to take its blissful effect.
    *
    As Gabriel drank, he slid his hands beneath Tony’s shirt and onto his back where he came upon a jagged part of the skin and felt four diagonal claw marks that ran deep into the man’s flesh. He suddenly withdrew from the were-panther and left Tony in a dazed stupor while he maneuvered the other man and himself onto the couch.
    “I’ll sleep on the couch,” Gabriel said as Tony slumped in his arms and began to snore. “Correction, both of us will sleep on the couch then.”
    He positioned himself so that Tony was lying within his arms, Gabriel’s arms circled protectively around his chest. He had sensed raw fear emanating from Tony the moment he had crossed the threshold to his apartment.
    He didn’t like it. Somewhere deep within him an inferno of concern began to rage. Who could scare Tony that much to make him reek of terror? Just who in the world—
    Ah, now Gabriel understood.
    It had to be the source of those scars on his back. The person who’d hurt Tony when he was young and vulnerable.
    And Gabriel had peeked just enough into the were-panther’s mind to know exactly who it was, too.
    He would give that man hell.
    Utter and absolute hell.
    * * * *
    Tony awoke to the heavenly aroma of sizzling bacon. His whole body ached, especially his backside, and he wearily stood up from the couch and walked into the tiny kitchen.
    He couldn’t remember going to sleep, as his mind was in a thick fog. When he noticed the man with the long spill of obsidian hair wearing leather gloves on his hands looming over the stove, his inner panther immediately crouched low and he tackled Gabriel onto the tiled floor.
    The spatula flew from Gabriel’s grasp as Tony pinned his wrists to his sides and straddled his hips with his legs.
    The vampire chuckled.
    “If I’d known you were so keen on topping me, I would’ve stripped out of these pecky clothes by now.” He smirked wickedly.
    “What are you doing in my kitchen? Actually, what the hell are you doing in my apartment! Just because we…” His voice trailed off. “I never said you could stay.” He grumbled annoyingly.
    Gabriel laughed, a high musical melody to Tony’s ears that made his cheeks blaze. “Well, I thought you’d at least appreciate the fact that I saved you from dying yesterday and now I’m preparing a homemade breakfast for you, to apologize for taking things so…fast.”
    Tony released his grip on the vampire and got to his feet. He couldn’t stand to look at the man anymore, it made him feel so warm and gooey inside.