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he needed it.
In the sink, she scrubbed her underwear and sports bra,
then hung them up to drip. In an hour or so, she'd use the
hair dryer to dry them.
She grabbed the tiny bottle of lotion off the sink and
walked back into the room with a towel wrapped around her.
Jonas's arm had finally moved, but he didn't speak or indicate
that he was awake. Elena sat on the bed as softly as she
could and started to rub the lotion on her legs, glad to have
shaved the night before.
"Sleep well?" His voice was soft and sleepy.
She put her leg down and glanced up at the mirror in front
of her. Jonas was leaning up, watching her as she pushed her
towel shut where it had fallen open at her thigh. "I had
nightmares."
His brow wrinkled. "Sorry." He sat up slowly, cringing as
he went. "Thank you for not leaving. I don't want to have to
chase you again."
Elena laughed and held her towel in place while she stood
and walked to his side. "How's the healing?"
He reached up for the bandage on his shoulder and his
brows knitted.
"If you don't mind, I'll get that. Since you're sore."
He shrugged and watched as she pulled the edge of the
tape back. The teeth marks had thick scabs and the skin
around them was bruised and swollen. The wound was
healing, but slowly. Like a human would.
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She pulled the bandage off the rest of the way, then
reached toward the one on his ribs. He leaned back, making
the muscles on his abdomen and sides ripple. The wound had
been replaced with shiny scar tissue. The other, smaller cuts
and scrapes were all gone now. "You do heal fast. It's
amazing."
"I never really think about it. I guess it is."
"The serum makes us heal like this," she said.
"That's what I was told."
"To have this ability naturally would be ... like a
superhero."
Jonas laughed. "I don't feel like a superhero right now."
"How long will it take for this to heal?" She pointed at the
bite mark.
"If I don't feed, days or weeks. If I feed, maybe forty-eight
hours."
"I don't understand why you won't bite me."
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Chapter Nine
"If you keep offering, you might find out just how hard it is
for me to resist. What if I killed you?"
Jonas swallowed back all of the extra saliva that appeared
at her urging him to drink again. He wanted to. He wanted to
drink every drop of her. Especially when she was bending
over him with nothing but a towel and that sweet perfume of
her clean hair to separate them. She looked so soft and
clean and real.
Elena's voice was so calm. "You wouldn't."
"How do you know?"
She shrugged. "I just trust you."
He cringed and nodded. "You really shouldn't. Your
curiosity is going to get you killed."
"You think you're so scary, but you're not. I know you
could kill me, but you could have done that several other
times. Stop being such a "
Jonas growled and grabbed her around the waist. He rolled
her onto the bed, trapping her under his weight. That mouth
was open, fangs at her throat.
Elena didn't move, only arched her neck toward him and
took a shaky breath. He could feel her arousal. The human
was far more turned on than scared. At best, she was
nervous.
He grunted and bit down harder, almost punching through
her skin.
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"Do it," she whispered, rubbing his back with her hand.
The peaceful calm of acceptance swept through her.
Jonas screamed inside him. Her anticipation was heavy,
almost choking him. The hunger and Luciano roared, making
Jonas's body shake. Her skin tasted so good and her blood
smelled delicious and sweet. Yeah, he could bite her, drink a
little, then heal her up. But if he couldn't stop, she'd die. He
would kill her because she trusted him.
"It's okay," she whispered, this time pushing her neck
against his teeth.
The skin broke under the pressure, puncturing her with his
top teeth.
Drops of Elena's warm blood bubbled into his mouth.
He was lost.
Jonas bit down, popping her thin flesh. She let out a small
cry that turned into a groan as he pulled his teeth out of her
skin. She didn't feel the pain and fear than he'd anticipated,
but a wicked dose of lust. Elena's hands went to his hips, and
she arched her back underneath him. Her soft body felt so
good writhing under his grip. Without forcing her mind, Elena
reveled in his bite. It only made him want her more.
The blood flowed freely, pumping out as with her
heartbeat. She was every bit as sweet and strong as he'd
imagined.
Luciano roared and stretched inside him, reveling in the
taste of her as much as he was.
It was a wondrous bliss of blood and sex that he hadn't
experienced before. Jonas was sure he could stay there,
drinking her in until she was completely inside him.
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He pushed back at the thought. It would be bad if he didn't
seal the wounds before it went too far.
He flicked his tongue across his fang, opening the flesh of
his tongue, then snaked it across each hole. His blood
contained the magic to seal her wound. When it was closed,
he swallowed the last of her, sucking the remains off her skin
before he licked her clean.
She moaned so loud. And her body was still warm beneath
him. He could smell the moisture pooling between her legs,
flaring that other hunger inside him that had nothing to do
with being a vampire.
Jonas reached between their bodies and yanked the towel
open.
Elena's satisfaction filled the room and made his skin
prickle.
His nerves crackled with it when he slid down to take one
nipple into his mouth, sucking and then teasing her with his
fang before he moved to the other. He gripped her waist and
licked a long line down to the clean-shaven skin between her
legs. She was flushed, ready for him to show her what real
men did in dark rooms with sexy women.
Jonas was so hard that it hurt.
He slipped his tongue down the little slit. She was sweeter
here, like peach syrup. Her thighs shook beside his head and
one of her legs hooked over his shoulder.
When she moaned, he pushed harder, licking her in long
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