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turned her profile to him as well, allowing him a very good view of her almost ethereal beauty, the slightest tremble to her lower lip, and then a tear glistened as it slid down her cheek.
    Good thing he hadn’t taken that bite.

 
     
    CHAPTER SIX
    He didn’t know how it happened. One moment he was looking at her and feeling his heart squeeze, and the next, she was in his arms and he was holding her close; cradled there like a small hurt thing and not the monster she was. Clouds of blond hair haloed a sweet face; her eyes were wide and surprised, glistening with more unshed tears that spiked her lashes. Her lips parted just slightly before she slipped a tongue onto them, highlighting their plumpness and wetting them with moisture. He rocked in place, locking his arms about her and then his knees to keep upright. She didn’t weigh more than a buck twenty, she was soft and sweet-smelling, and everything about her was infinitely desirable. And dead. She’s dead, Garrick .
    Then, even that thought failed him.
    Garrick moved his shoulder, lifting her closer…bringing her mouth within a hairsbreadth of his own, shuddering with every touch of her breath as every one of them seemed to match his. She breathed? She couldn’t be dead if she breathed…could she?
    “Garrick?”
    The name was whispered, wrapping around his ears with more sensations he could do without. Damn that fantastically cooked meal. Damn that mug of ale he’d guzzled. Damn her beauty, and his reaction to it. And while he was at it - damn testosterone, too!
    “Don’t say anything.”
    The voice didn’t sound like him. It was too guttural. Reflecting not only the hunger and need and pure want he suffered, but the stricture he was still fighting to maintain. He wasn’t just a hunter, he was the best. The most callous. The strongest in body and in mind. The one man nobody could reach. He didn’t suffer from emotions because he didn’t have them. Period.
    “But…I don’t know what to do.”
    She hadn’t finished the words before he had her mouth, filling his senses and overriding every principle with the first touch of sweet lips, and when the full suction became grasping, needy kisses that didn’t need instruction. And then she slipped a hesitant tongue into his mouth. Garrick lost every hope of containment on a feeling so vast he hadn’t any experience with it. A riot of sensation flew from every flick of her tongue as the body in his arms turned into pure quivering female.
    Damn.
    The sound rising to the height of the chamber wasn’t her moan. Nor was it a groan he hadn’t managed to staunch. It was a blending from both their throats and it resonated up to the rafters of the place before getting another one added to it. The satin and lace coverlet on her bed met his forearms and then her back as he placed her there, her lips shooting sparks of energy that might as well be weapons. She had both arms tightly locked about his neck, as if that would guarantee their connection. She needn’t worry. He wasn’t going anywhere except right into her. And there was a lot of fabric in the way. Garrick twisted and maneuvered his shoulders and arms out of the tweed jacket, keeping his lips locked to hers.
    A slight pain hit the inner section of his lower lip and with one portion of his mind he realized what she’d done. All the rest was in an encapsulated wonder of sensation that sent his world off axis as she sucked at his fluid. It was better than a good whiskey drunk, more beautiful than a first flick of dawn light upon his face, sweeter than the adrenaline rush at taking a kill. He vibrated in place to every lick, and then he tasted what could only be her life fluid. The instant reaction nearly flattened her with the release of control hitting every single cell of his body before he caught it. He hovered above her, his entire body shaking with such a complete infusion of ecstasy, he nearly sobbed with it.
    And he wanted more.
    Hesitant fingers touched