“The meds are finished,” she told him. “Aylin just going to distribute them.”
Fane took one of the shot glasses off the tray held it out to her. “Drink.”
She couldn’t help recoiling from his filthy hands.
What in God’s name was under his long fingernails,anyway? “I don’t need it—”
“Drink,” he repeated, less politely this time. “Doit, or I’ll do it for you.” He bared his pearly white fangs.
Figured they’d be the only clean thing on his body. “Iwant to make sure you aren’t trying to poison anyone.”#p#分页标题#e#
“You people are seriously paranoid.” Cursing, sheswiped it out of his hand and knocked it back. And yep,it burned. Holy cow, it was as if she’d swallowed a hotlump of coal.
After she finished wheezing, the hunger returnedtenfold. The warmth in her throat and belly spreadthrough her entire body, concentrating in her breastsand pelvis.
“Oh, wow,” she whispered. “I don’t know if anyone will get pregnant, but this stuff is going to makethem want to try.”
“I’m not servicing a female tonight.” Fane reachedout and cupped the back of her neck. “I’ll volunteermy vein and my cock.”
His touch was horrifyingly electric on her nerveendings, sparking all along the fibers like little bursts of ecstasy. But she wasn’t that desperate. She’d never be that desperate.
Please, never be that desperate.
“Release her,” Aylin barked, and although Fanegave her a glare of utter contempt, he obeyed. Obviously, being the chief’s daughter came with perks. “Wehave a male for her.”
Nicole’s gut clenched. “Who?”
“Your MoonBound male.” Aylin shoved Faneaside, earning another glare. “He refused to leave.”
Nicole’s knees went rubbery with both relief thatshe wouldn’t be forced to feed from a brutish, unwashed male like Fane and irritation that Riker hadremained instead of leaving with Hunter and Myne.
So . . . now what? Oh, she had no problem feeding from Riker, but sex? Sex wouldn’t be a good idea if she hadn’t just taken something that could make her pregnant. Still, her body vibrated with need, and she had serious doubts about how in control she was goingto be while feeding. If Fane’s touch had set her off, and she despised him, what would Riker’s do?
“Nicole?” Aylin’s hand came down on her shoulder. “Do you want to go to him? You don’t have to.” Shesqueezed gently. “But you should know that Rasha hasher eye on him.”
“She what?”
“Not because she wants him,” Aylin said in a rush.
“She wants to humiliate him.”
A possessive growl rose from deep inside Nicole,from a place she hadn’t even known existed. “Andwhat better way to humiliate an enemy than to takesomething from him while he’s helpless?”
“Exactly.”
Now she got it. Now she understood why Rikerhad gotten so jealous at the idea of Nicole feeding fromanother male. Because right now, jealousy like she’dnever experienced before seared her from the insideout. Jealousy, fury, hunger, and lust made for one hell of a potent cocktail, and with a guttural snarl, she rounded on Fane.
“Take me to Riker. Now.”
• • • • • •
The heady odors of blood and sex reached Riker, even inside the dank chamber where he was still chained. The air hummed with the familiar thrill of an erotic storm as the moon fever took hold of the clan.
Riker gritted his teeth, fighting the urges taking over his body and cursing his errant cock. Usually, after he fed Benet, he spent the rest of the night alone, with a bottle of liquor, or out hunting.
Riker was alone, but sans alcohol, and both hands were bound behind his back. Excellent. Another form of ShadowSpawn torture.
And where the hell was Nicole? He knew how difficult the first new moon was on newly turned females, how they couldn’t control their need for blood, how hard it was for them to differentiate between blood hunger and sexual hunger. New vampires were often mindless, feeling as if starvation for both had set in.
The idea that Nicole might be slaking her thirst with a ShadowSpawn male ate into his brain like corrosive acid. He had no one to blame but himself for chasing her away, but he swore he’d find that male and dismantle him. Slowly.
The door opened, and he threw himself against the chains, hoping against hope that they’d break, but nope, the suckers held, and— His heart skipped a beat. Maybe a hundred.
Nicole stood in the doorway, bathed in light like an angel. An angel with fangs and glittering silver eyes.
Wordlessly, she slammed the door shut and came at him with a growl. She hit him full force, knocking him from his knees onto his ass. His spine hit the wall, and the force against his shoulders wrenched them in their sockets.