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. What? Why did you stop? I meant it as a demand, but it came out breathy and packed with far toomuch emotion.Marcus s chest rose and fell as he panted.His eyes were narrowed and icy.That look wasall that kept me on my own seat as I sat up. He fed on you. Marcus spat the words at me. Yeah.It hurt like hell, too. I stared at him in confusion.His gaze dropped and he closed his eyesbefore dropping his head into his hands. It doesn t matter.You were at his mercy.You couldn t say no.It never happened. His pained tonedidn t help my confusion. It ll heal, Marcus.It s just a little blood. His tortured gaze rose to mine and I cursed myself forbeing an idiot. It was only blood.Prisoner or not, I m entirely too picky about my partners to welcomeanything else.Rape was off the table unless he wanted to die in the attempt.I might have been chained tothe bed, but I ve still got teeth and claws. www.samhainpublishing.com 107 Kaye ChambersHope flickered and caught.He had honestly thought& Shaking my head, I did the only thing I couldthink of to break the mood.I gripped the shirttail and pulled it over my head to toss it to the floor.Droppingdown beside it, I crawled as sensually as the confines of the car would let me to kneel between his knees.My hands reached for his belt buckle. Now, this is a better angle to get this undone.Where were we? The belt buckle easily slipped free and I looked up at him across the long line of exposed flesh, lettingall my intentions and determination show.He didn t stop me as I lowered his zipper and reached around thewaistband of the pants to slide my hands beneath them at his hips. You re overdressed for what I have in mind. My words were eager, breathy, and filled with anelemental desperation that could only be reached by watching him battle for his life.He didn t question, just reached down to take my hands in his and lifted up so that we pushed hispants off together.I wanted to look at him, but his gaze held me captive as he released my hands, silentlyurging me to take the lead.I gave him what he wanted because in that moment, it was exactly what Iwanted too.Planting a knee on either side of him, I settled against him, whimpering at the way he felt hot and hardagainst me.This position put us eye to eye, and I d forgotten how intimate that could be with him.Hereached up to smooth my hair back from my face and I let my gaze drop to his mouth.Leaning in, I pressedour lips together in a painfully tentative kiss.We were both being so very, very careful.Part of me wanted the white-hot sex we d started with, butthe rest of me acknowledged that this time was too important to waste on instinctive mating.So many things remained unsaid between us.His words before the fight echoed in my mind, but itwas my unspoken feelings for him that made my body burn.I wanted, no needed, to show him exactly whathe meant to me.The kiss grew while his hands fell to my hips, and he pulled me closer as his tongue invaded mymouth.My own met his and we dueled before coming up for air.My hands moved up his chest and slidthrough the slick path of blood across it.I started to pull my hands away, but he changed the angle so I hadto hang on to his shoulders for balance.Rubbing against him, I moaned at the way he felt and knew that he was only inches away.Ridinghigher on his thighs, I kissed him as the pieces lined up and broke it with a gasp as I impaled myself uponhim.Months of abstinence made it a tight fit, but all the emotion and fear from the last half hour meant Iwas more than ready for him.Words were beyond me as I rode him with a single-minded determination to wring every drop fromthis encounter that I could.He was not idle.His hands circled my back, anchoring me and encouraging meas his mouth nipped along my chin and down to my neck.He shifted us to another angle so he could goeven lower, and the feel of his mouth on my breast made my lower body jerk and tighten on him.108 www.samhainpublishing.com Blood and DestinyHis hands urged me to pick up the pace and I was more than happy to.Every nerve, every emotionhinged on that point where we were joined.Each thrust took me closer to that precipice until I sobbed withneed.And then, between heartbeats, I found my release.The sudden rush of pleasure made me shout andthe only thing that kept me riding the waves was Marcus s arms around me as he followed me into ecstasy.While the aftershocks were still shaking my body, he straightened in the seat so I could lay my headon his shoulder comfortably.He rubbed my back like he was soothing a small child and I smiled against hisneck.Leaning forward, I nipped him lightly. Hey, what was that for? For thinking I rolled over like that trollop in the car behind us. Trollop? Betsy Vincent is hardly that.Maybe, with Alexander dead, the mind traps he wove willdissipate. That brought me to a question that wasn t important fifteen minutes ago. How did you know? WhereI was? Your lion turned his coat.Apparently, Alexander refused to honor their agreement so he came tome. Luke.So I was right about his motives.We were going to address that issue, but it was going to haveto wait until I had clothes and a meal.My stomach rumbled at the thought and I felt the flush rising frommy breasts.Marcus smiled and pulled me forward for a tender kiss. There are clothes in a bag underneath the seat.Unless you ve gained weight since you last spent thenight at the Vantage, they should fit.They ll hold you until we can get business taken care of.Then you canget cleaned up in time to rest before your slumber party with Yasmine this evening. www.samhainpublishing.com 109 Chapter EighteenWhoever had packed the bag had been considerate enough to provide a full change of clothes,including a pair of new sandals in my size, as well as a toiletry bag and towel.Of course, they probablyhadn t meant for it to be used this way, but what they didn t know wouldn t hurt them.The jeans did fit, if a little snugly, and the shirt was one I d looked for and finally reached theconclusion I d lost at the laundry.It was a shimmery blue cotton-blend golf shirt that was soft and sexyagainst my skin.Wearing it, I felt ready to face anything that could be thrown at me.Marcus had watched me clean up and dress after pulling his pants up with a proprietary air that shouldhave offended me.It hadn t and he noticed.The smile he wore as he took his shirt when I offered it told methat much. Aren t you going to put it on? I don t want to ruin it with blood.It carries your scent. It was a sappy thing to say and I rolled my eyes.Taking the toiletry bag in hand, I hopped back besidehim on the seat and pulled out a wet wipe.He hissed when I began carefully removing the drying blood. Stop being a baby.I m not anywhere near the actual gashes. There are more pleasant ways to clean the blood off, Destiny. I grinned at him impishly before giving him the rejection that comment deserved. We ve alreadydone that.Besides, I don t think Peter wants to take an extra spin around the parking lot to give us a chanceto get dressed. His smile faded into an expression that made him look like his old self. That wasn t what I meant.Imay not be my father, Destiny, but my blood still holds power.Just because you re not a vampire doesn tmean you can t benefit since it s already spilled. Spilled in defense of me.Looking down at the bloody wipe, I started cleaning the blood away, gettinganother towelette when it was past the point. Speaking of your father, are you okay? Marcus stopped flinching. Yes, he finally answered. I ve known it would come to this since heallowed me to walk away.In a lot of ways, I am relieved. Why? I shouldn t have asked the question, but it slipped out
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