She threw a lamp at him, plunging the room into darkness. “You forget that I can see in the dark?” “Don’t come near me!” She was pressed up against a wall of the windowless room. There was a bed between them, but the door was to his back. There was no way she was getting out. The only place she was going was on her back, with him on top of her. In her. That was going to be sweet. But he was going to play for a while first. It had been a long time since he’d been completely in control. He wanted her body and her blood, but breaking her spirit was going to come first. “Blood slave,” he said. “You know the term. I’m going to make you mine.” He held up a hand. “Please don’t tell me you’d rather die first.” “I don’t do clichés,” she answered, as she looked around for anything to use as a weapon. “You’re a killer,” he reminded her. “You’re going to pay for that.” He was on her in the next heartbeat. He felt her heart beneath his hand, felt its hard, frantic flutter under soft skin and fragile bone.
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