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Darkyn's Mate

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Deidre's body grew warm from the inside out as he nuzzled her neck, preparing to bite her. This time, she felt his fangs pierce her neck and jerked. He wasn't trying to numb the pain. The brief pain turned quickly into pleasure intense enough that she began panting, her hands roaming his body. He caught her wrists and pinned them behind her, more interested in feeding. When he lifted his head, her body was roaring with need. She strained against him.

"You see why demons love pain?" he whispered. Chuckling, he pushed her head away as she tried to reach his neck. "Now, show me you need me."

Darkyn kissed her, hot, hard and demanding. She struggled to reach him, even if only to touch his skin or for her little fangs to graze his neck. He overpowered her easily and maneuvered her down the hallway to her bedroom, stripping her and tossing her onto the bed in one move. He followed, and Deidre reached for him. The feel of the hot skin of his chest against hers made her groan.

"Play, love," Darkyn growled, nipping her hard.

Uncertain what possessed her - beyond pure emotion - she complied. Deidre fought him for a taste, a kiss, soon breathing hard from effort as he grappled with her, teased her with nips and kisses, and dribbled single drops of blood over her lips. He didn't numb the pain this time, and it drove her mad with need.

A short time later, when she was too exhausted to move, she lay still and silent on her side. Darkyn drank more from her than before, leaving her lightheaded. With her belly full of his blood and her body worn out by the rough sex, she couldn't remember being more content.

He leaned away from her neck but nipped her collarbone down to her shoulder. She shivered.

"There is nothing I will do to you that you cannot handle now that you're a demon." He wrapped an arm around her, securing her body against his. "You will not come back here, Deidre."

Deidre opened her eyes and shifted her head back to see his face.

"What do you mean?" she whispered. "To the apartment or my world?"

"Apartment."

"I understand," she murmured. It wasn't her home anymore. Still, she felt a sense of loss. The man in whose arms she lay was not only her husband by Immortal and demon laws but the Dark One who turned her into a demon.

"You're still fighting it." This time, he was amused. She knew why; it was a futile fight.

"You terrify me," she replied. "I didn't ask for any of this. What should I feel?" Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she ducked her head to hide them from Darkyn. "Why did you make me face Gabriel today?"

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