Circus of the Damned

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Book: Circus of the Damned by Laurell K. Hamilton Read Free Book Online
Authors: Laurell K. Hamilton
Tags: Fiction, Suspense, Vampires
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    â€œSlowly,” I said.
    She did what I asked. She stood in front of me with her long-fingered hands clasped across her head. I stepped away from her, gun still pointed at her chest.
    â€œNow what?” Yasmeen asked. A smile still curled her lips. Her dark eyes were amused. I didn’t like being laughed at, but when tangling with master vampires you let some things slide.
    â€œYou can put your hands down,” I said.
    Yasmeen did, but she continued to stare at me as if I’d sprouted a second head. “Where did you find her, Jean-Claude? The kitten has teeth.”
    â€œTell Yasmeen what the vampires call you, Anita.”
    It sounded too much like an order, but this didn’t seem the time to bitch at him. “The Executioner.”
    Yasmeen’s eyes widened; then she smiled, flashing a lot of fang. “I thought you’d be taller.”
    â€œIt disappoints me, too, sometimes,” I said.
    Yasmeen threw back her head and laughed, wild and brittle, with an edge of hysteria. “I like her, Jean-Claude. She’s dangerous, like sleeping with a lion.”
    She glided towards me. I had the gun up and pointed at her. It didn’t even slow her down.
    â€œJean-Claude, tell her I will shoot her if she doesn’t back off.”
    â€œI promise not to hurt you, Anita. I will be oh so gentle.” She swayedover to me, and I wasn’t sure what to do. She was playing with me, sadistic but probably not deadly. Could I shoot her for being a pain in the ass? I didn’t think so.
    â€œI can taste the heat of your blood, the warmth of your skin on the air like perfume.” Her gliding, hip-swinging walk brought her right in front of me. I pointed the gun at her, and she laughed. She pressed her chest against the tip of my gun.
    â€œSo soft, wet, but strong.” I wasn’t sure who she was talking about, her or me. Neither option sounded pleasant. She rubbed her small breasts against the gun, her nipples caressing the gun barrel. “Dainty, but dangerous.” The last word was a whispered hiss that flowed over my skin like ice water. She was the first master I’d ever met who had some of Jean-Claude’s voice tricks.
    I could see her nipples hardening through the thin material of her shirt. Yikes. I pointed the gun at the floor and stepped away from her. “Jesus, are all vampires over two hundred perverts?”
    â€œI am over two hundred,” Jean-Claude said.
    â€œI rest my case.”
    Yasmeen let a warm trickle of laughter spill out of her mouth. The sound caressed my skin like a warm wind. She stalked towards me. I backed up until I hit the wall. She put a hand on either side of the wall near my shoulders and began to lean in like she was doing a pushup. “I’d like to taste her myself.”
    I shoved the gun into her ribs, too low for her to rub herself against it. “Nobody lays a fang on me,” I said.
    â€œTough girl.” She leaned her face over me, lips brushing my forehead. “I like tough girls.”
    â€œJean-Claude, do something with her before one of us gets killed.”
    Yasmeen pushed away from me, elbows locked, as far away as she could get without moving her hands. Her tongue flicked over her lips, a hint of fang, but mostly wet lips. She leaned back into me, lips half-parted, but she wasn’t going for my neck. She was definitely going for my mouth. She didn’t want to taste me, she wanted to taste me. I couldn’t shoot her, not if she just wanted to kiss me. If she’d been a man, I wouldn’t have shot her.
    Her hair fell forward over my hands, soft like thick silk. Her facewas all I could see. Her eyes were a perfect blackness. Her lips hovered just above my mouth. Her breath was warm, and smelled of breath mints, but under the modern smell was something older: the sweet foulness of blood.
    â€œYour breath smells like old blood,” I whispered into her mouth.
    She whispered

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