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not know, but he turned her over so that he was above her, his body pressing her firmly down into the carpet, and then he bent his head. Shock held her still as he opened his mouth, and she saw the sharp fangs emerge from his gums. His eyes flashed into hers, the blue replaced by a deep crimson red. Disbelief clouded her mind when his mouth moved against the side of her throat. She felt a piercing pain in her neck. God! Oh, God .
    She shoved against him. Hurt, it hurt. She pounded on his shoulders, pulled his hair. She screamed out and begged for him to stop. She cried and pleaded mindlessly. He wouldn’t budge. Just held her more firmly, sucked on her neck more voraciously, drawing the blood from her veins in deep gulps. Each pull felt stronger and stronger, even as she could feel herself getting weaker. Already tired from the effort of getting him into the truck and tending to him, her limbs now felt incredibly heavy, and her eyes began drifting closed. But at least it didn’t hurt any more, she thought. In fact, it started to feel good, so deliciously, meltingly good.

Chapter Three

    So sweet. She tasted so damn sweet. In a feverish haze, Ty clasped her closer, as though he were afraid she would disappear. His angel. His savior. His thoughts were a jumbled mess of rage and vulnerability and hunger. The only thing that kept him from screaming madness was the body of the woman he held tightly against him. He couldn’t remember her name or why he was hurt so badly. He just knew that she was the only thing keeping him sane. He buried his hands in her hair and rode the tide of relief and agonizing desire that swept over him. He couldn’t think past the moment and the warm blood flooding his mouth. He rubbed his body against hers, groaning at the way she lifted against him. Yes. Yes. He could already feel his body absorbing the healing fluid, his starved cells greedily soaking it in.
    He fed mindlessly, he wasn’t sure for how long, but he gradually became aware of something besides his great hunger for blood. The woman…God, he wanted her. Bloodlust, he vaguely thought to himself, then pushed the thought aside.
    The woman’s skin was incredibly soft against his mouth, like satin. He could not think. Didn’t want to. Instinct was driving him as he moved his hands over her body, frustration flooding him as he encountered the layer of fabric that prevented him from getting closer to her warm flesh. He wanted to feel more. Needed to feel her skin against his. Without pausing in his feeding, he urgently pushed the shirt up. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Groaning with a need that would have shocked him if he had been more aware, he cupped one small breast, rubbing his thumb back and forth over the tightening nipple.
    His cock lengthened and thickened as he drew more of her blood into his mouth, incapable of thinking past the moment and his desire. For her blood. For her body. With jerky movements, he ripped open her shorts and was about to shove them down when the slowing of her pulse and her gradual lack of movement beneath him penetrated his consciousness. It took every amount of willpower he could gather to force himself away from her. He managed to stroke a healing lick across the bite on her neck and give her a mental push into unconsciousness before rolling onto his back, fists clenched against the almost overwhelming need to continue feeding and fucking.
    Damn it. He had to stop. He had almost raped her. Almost taken too much blood. Vampires weren’t supposed to take more in a single bite than a human would give at a normal blood donation. Damn it to hell! He would drain her dry if he wasn’t careful. He hadn’t been that careless and out of control in decades. Hell, in at least a century. Not since the first hot, burning months of his turning had he been so lost in the feeding.
    It took him several minutes before he had himself under control enough to risk a look at the woman. Libby. He remembered her now. She lay