Standing in a dark alley, outside a fabulous estate, having purloined a valued object from a hideous modern artwork. Bodies crushed to one another in subtle desperation. Fingers moved over clothing, seeking the warmth of flesh, the promise of connection. Breaths inhaled. Mouths dancing. Teeth daring. He thought he was forcing himself on me, the ineffectual little halo thief who had fallen into his arms. But I liked his powerful manner, his aggressive stance. His macho threat to control. This man—this vampire. Wait. I shoved him from my mouth. He winced and shook his head. A smirk revealed sexy white teeth—and fangs. "You bit me!" I protested. "Right, love, thanks for reminding me. I almost forgot that I didn't take time to seal the wound. Don't want you vamping out before the next full moon. Better fix that." The intrusion of his fangs in my neck hurt because he sunk them into the previous bite marks. I nudged up my knee, hoping to hit the family jewels, because this time his aggression was real, and not a play at romance.
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