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“This needs to be treated immediately,” she said, gently tilting his jaw so that the blistered skin was angled towards the light. “What happened p>
“I broke our agreement,” he said, complacently submitting to her examination. “I stayed on the hospice’s roof until sunrise p>
Chloe froze. “What? Why p>
“After you went back to work, I came home. I meant to stay home. But my dam came to visit and told me that a very old vampire was recently killed. Over the course of his life, he created thralls–a large number of them. We have no idea how many. The thought of you out there, unprotected, with countless untethered thralls roaming?” He sighed. “I had to make sure you were safe. I’m sorry p>
“Amos…” she said softly.
He lifted his black–eyed gaze to meet hers. With his raw, weeping burns and his blown–out pupils, he looked the part of the monster.
But she wasn’t afraid.
“Don’t be sorry. That was kind of you. And possibly very stupid.” She returned her attention to his burns. “This is from sun exposure p>
He nodded, then winced as the motion tugged at the burns on his
neck.
Chloe turned to reach for her bag. “Will human medical interventions work for a vampire? I’ve got my emergency kit p>
He stopped her with a gentle hand around her wrist. “It’ll heal on its
own p>
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“Why hasn’t it healed already? Isn’t that one of the perks of being
immortal p>
“I’ll heal once I feed. It’s been three days p>
Chloe frowned. “Three days since you’ve had blood? That’s the last time I was here. Why haven’t you been supplementing with bagged
blood p>
Amos laughed humorlessly. “How could I?” His hold on her wrist.
tightened, and he used it to pull her roughly against him. Chloe
gasped, but it wasn’t from fear. Excitement and desire lit up her
senses. “How could I, after having you?” he asked desperately,
bending to bury his face against her neck. He inhaled deeply, tongue
flicking out to touch her pulse. “Nothing tastes like you, Chloe.” He
groaned against her skin, sending goosebumps chasing over her
neck and down her spine. “I need it too much, sweetheart. I don’t
want to hurt you p>
Chloe brought her hands up to gently cup the back of his neck. The skin there felt undamaged. She slid one hand into his hair, holding
him in place, lips pressed to her throat. “I trust you, Amos p>
He let out a low groan, lips parting to press his fangs to her skin. The pressure was just shy of breaking through. After a moment, he pulled back. “Not in the hallway. I’m too weak to hold you up when
you turn to jelly p>
Chloe laughed, simultaneously embarrassed and pleased. “Can you make it to the sitting room p>
“If I have to drag myself,” he said with grim determination.
He pushed away from the door, slid stiffly out of his jacket, and began the slow walk down the hall. Chloe kept pace with him, nervously prepared to break his fall. But he made it without issue. He sprawled his broad body onto the settee, laying on his side, and patted the empty space beside him. Chloe sank down, stretching out
beside him so that they were face to face.
Amos lifted one hand to her cheek, trailing rough fingertips gently along the side of her face, her jaw, her throat. He turned his hand, fingers resting lightly on the back of her neck, thumb pressed to her pulse. His touch was so soft, so chaste, and yet it hummed with sexual energy.
“Ready?” he asked, his ragged voice practically a growl.
“Yes,” she whispered.
He leaned in, and his lips replaced the touch of his thumb. Heart pounding, Chloe lifted her chin, exposing her throat for him. His lips parted and he nuzzled at her, dragging the tips of his fangs up and down her sensitive skin.
“Amos,” she breathed, her entire body tensing with arousal.
“Mmm…” His tongue pressed hot and wet against her pulse and then his fangs were back, sinking into her in a swift, sharp bite.
“Ah!” Chloe arched against him. His venom hadn’t even begun to spread. The bite alone was enough to send a shock of pleasure through her entire body. Her fingers curled into the front of his shirt while her hips pressed flush to his. Slowly but surely, she felt the drugging spread of his venom warming her veins, humming beneath her skin. Heartbeat by heartbeat, it intensified, coalescing into an ecstatic crescendo that went on and on and on.
In the throes of climax, Chloe was vaguely aware of the hot suction of Amos’s mouth on her throat. She knew her arms had wound
around his neck, her thigh thrown over his hip. She felt his erection grow against her inner thigh, constrained behind denim. As he fed,
Amos’s hold on her strengthened. He held her tightly, one hand fisting into her hair, keeping her head tilted back as he drew long, dizzying pulls from her veins.
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