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wouldn ’t want to be blooded?
    “Do you know what’s happening?” she asked.
    He gave a curt nod, leaning against the back wall again, under the water. “Some. From my brother.”
    “When did you realize this?”
    “During the fight.”
    Poor vampire, how long had he been like this? He already appeared on the verge of coming, his shaft visibly pulsing. His sac looked laden, as if it ached. She wanted to cup it with both hands.
    “God, I can feel your eyes on me.” His erection jerked, straining forward into the shower’s spray. He tilted his hips until his shaft hit a hard jet of water, which, judging by his slack-jawed expression, felt incredible .
    She swallowed. “D-do you know what needs to happen now?”
    He choked out the words, “Been trying.”
    “For how long?”
    He groaned, “ Hours . . . ”
    If everything she’d heard about their kind was true, why hadn’t he been on top of her, releasing the pressure he was feeling?
    He was hurting—so she wouldn’t have to. A pang squeezed her heart.
    But if he hadn’t been able to achieve his release by now, he was definitely going to have to touch her. She already dreaded that grueling pain.
    No, there must be some way around that. Maybe he could touch her hair?
    If so, then game on . They’d figure something out. And then she would have a memory to replace the one of the last time she’d been naked with a man. She shook herself, ruthlessly pushing that thought away.
    Excitement began overwhelming her dread. A flesh-and-blood male wanted her. He knew her nature, and he still would need to be near her.
    Around her sisters, Danii acted as if she couldn’t care less that she was untouched. She assumed her ice queen persona, donning a cold cloak of indifference whenever they gossiped about their bed partners.
    In truth, Danii was desperate for contact. At the very least, she yearned for companionship.
    This god of a male was linked to her by fate.
    I lived through the night, and a gorgeous, virile immortal needs me.
    Sad, sad Daniela just got happy, happy.
    Murdoch’s body was tensed to spring for her if she chose to run.
    Valkyrie hated his kind. This one would not be pleased by this development.
    He racked his brain for what to say to her. Normally, he would just take her hand and drag her into the shower for a deep kiss until she’d gone weak-kneed and mindless. In the past, he’d controlled situations with women. I lead, and they follow.
    How to get her from here to his bed? “Daniela . . . I . . . you have blooded me.” Even to himself, he sounded accusing.
    “You don’t sound too thrilled about that.”
    “Because I’m not .” Damn it, where’s my smoothness? He’d never in memory said the wrong thing to women, had always been able to sense exactly what they wanted to hear.
    I have no idea what this one wants to hear.
    Her expression was inscrutable. At one instant she looked shy and vulnerable, at another ravenous . He couldn’t read her, could hardly think.
    Would she run? If so, what would he do?
    He tried to moderate his tone. “I wouldn’t have chosen to involve you in this, but I have had no control over it. ” Still his anger thrummed in his words.
    She blinked at him. “Lines like this got you laid as a human?”
    “Yes. No.” He scowled.
    “I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume that your brain is scrambled right about now, and I ’m probably the first female you’ve ever encountered that you don’t know what to do with. I’m familiar with your reputation, Murdoch.”
    “How? I don’t—”
    “Let’s talk after there’s no chance of you blowing this with me.” When had the Valkyrie’s voice grown so sultry? “So, do you want to go see if you can’t work that ”—she pointed at his erection—”out?”
    His jaw slackened. “You will stay until I can spend?” Say yes. . . .Say yes . . .
    Her gaze was lascivious, dancing over his body, all traces of the shy Valkyrie gone. “Wouldn’t