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assassin would be sent after Sammael. Maybe this one would have better luck than the last three. Sammael was just a tough bastard to kill.
    But everyone dies sometime.
    Sooner or later, Sam would see hell again.
    Then he’d be the one screaming.
     
    Sam was naked. And aroused. Seline tried to yank her eyes away from the swollen length of his cock, but when she stared up at his furious features, um—that view wasn’t exactly good.
    “Who sent you.” Not a question, a furious demand.
    She blinked and tried to look innocent. Right, like she’d ever been able to manage that feat. Thanks to her incubus father, playing innocent had always been a stretch of her acting abilities. “Look, Sam, I don’t know what you—”
    “I know what you are.” He stalked closer. She scrambled to her feet because she wasn’t just going to kneel on the floor and wait for him to kill her. She wasn’t easy pickings. “Your skin is still glowing, your cheeks are flushed, and the room is nearly crackling with your power.” His eyes narrowed to chips of black fire. “Did you really think I wouldn’t know when a succubus was dream-walking with me?”
    Well, she’d hoped he wouldn’t know. The others hadn’t. Most guys just thought they were in the middle of one awesome dream. Just a dream that folks didn’t exactly wake up from.
    “Seline!”
    Her hands clenched. “I’m not a succubus.” Her voice came out strong and clear—a very good thing. She was rather proud of that tone. But her heart still raced hard enough to shake her chest, and her gaze wanted to dip down the broad expanse of his chest.
    Focus. Why did she have to possess such a weakness? Fear should be her only concern then, not lingering lust. Again, thanks, Dad. Wonder if he heard her thoughts in hell? Probably not, but it never hurt to send out bad vibes.
    “Liar,” Sam tossed out, and the back of his hand skimmed down her cheek. “I suspected the first time I saw you on stage. The humans got weak while you just seemed to shine.”
    Shine. Yes, that was one of the effects. When she absorbed enough energy, her skin took on a faint glow. The glow was relative to the amount of power she stored. The more power, the greater that glow.
    Sam had been a wonderful source of power. All that sensual energy just waiting for her. Now she was lit up like a human sparkler.
    His head leaned toward her, and his lips brushed lightly over hers. Seline refused to back down. Instead, she just stole more of his energy. His mistake. He should really stop underestimating her.
    “Did you know,” he began, his mouth hovering over hers, “I can kill you as easily as I kiss you?”
    Seline swallowed. And I can kill you with a kiss.
    His tongue whispered over her lips. “Succubus.”
    Only a half-breed one. That’s why she had to be physically close in order to dream-walk with him. Her lashes lifted, and she gazed into his eyes. Scary, dark eyes that she still found strangely compelling. Then she voiced the suspicion that had fueled her heart as she said, “Angel.” The wings . . .
    “Not anymore. These days, I’m Fallen.”
    For an instant, her world seemed to stop as fear froze her blood. Fallen—just like her mother. An angel for a mother and a demon incubus for a father. Oh, yeah, she’d been screwed up from birth, and since her parents had wound up killing each other before she could even walk . . .
    Seline knocked his hands away. “I didn’t want this job.”
    “Oh?” One black brow rose. “So you’re done playing the innocent victim in need of help?”
    “I’ve never been innocent.” Time to drop the act. Partially, anyway.
    “Neither have I.” His grin was wicked.
    Fallen. Damn. She hadn’t counted on that, but now it made sense. No wonder Rogziel had been so determined to get Sam. Who better for her boss to take down than Sam? He’d been hot to send Sam to hell, and now she truly understood why.
    His knowing smile soon slipped away. “Moorecroft was just