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engulfing him, his teeth scraping her lobe, her neck. He felt no fear of losing control. Her blood had changed something in him, given him more control. Or maybe it was simply her – that she was here with him, that she believed in him; that forced the wolf into submission, that allowed the vampire to dominate her pleasure.
    “Do it,” she pleaded, tilting her head to give him better access. “God please, just do it.”  Troy sunk his teeth into the delicate flesh just below her ear. Cassie gasped with shock, then moaned with the pleasure that followed. Her release was instantaneous, her body spasming around his fingers. The sweet spicy flavor of her blood exploded inside his mouth, pouring through him and warming every cell of his body, just as her love had his heart. She completed him. He knew that now. Ravenous need overcame him with that knowledge, a need to claim her. He burned to make her his, to make sure she knew, without any doubt, who she belonged to, who he belonged to. But deep down, he knew he had no right, that the red virus inside him could still steal her from him, and him from her.
    Cassie collapsed against him with release and he licked the wound to seal it. He wrapped her in an embrace, burying his face in her wet hair. Only then did he realize it was raining.
    “Now we go,” he said softly.
    He stood up with her in his arms, and shot into action, using his vampire speed. Not more than a few minutes later, they stopped on an enclosed balcony, overlooking a mountain in a one-story stucco house.
    “Where are we?” Cassie asked, still in his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist.
    “Marcus gave me the okay to use his Vegas home,” he said, shoving open the sliding glass door and entering. “And you deserve better than the dump I had you in.” He left the door open behind him and walked towards the bathroom in the far corner of the massive master bedroom. He set her down in front of the shower and began undressing her. If he lost her, if he lost this battle with the beast within him, he was determined that her memories of him would be of pleasure, not the pain he knew he’d caused her.
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    Cassie let Troy drag her against him inside the shower, the warm water pouring over them. He kissed her and she let him, but she wasn’t prepared to make this all about her pleasure. She fully intended to show him that love wasn’t just taking, and that they were so much more than that together. The wolf in her wasn’t shy about how to make that happen either.
    Cassie pushed him back against the wall, wrapping her hand around the thick jut of his erection. “Your turn,” she said, tugging his lip with her teeth.
    “I’m not done with your turn yet,” he said, turning her so that her back was against the wall instead of his, his cock sliding between her legs, his hands covering her breasts. “Not even close.” He lifted her and pushed inside her, filling her, stretching her.
    “Something tells me I might need those fur lined cuffs to have my way with you,” she panted, wrapping her arms around him.
    He thrust hard. “Believe me. You are having your way with me. It doesn’t get any better than me inside you.”
    “You just wait,” she said. “Give me those cuffs and you’ll find out.”
    “You’ll have to get them on me,” he said.
    She bit his ear lobe. “I’m up for the challenge.”
    “So am I,” he promised, scraping his teeth over her lip, nipping it and licking off the blood before kissing her. Wildness erupted in him, and he exploded into hard, thrusting pumps of his cock into her, hard and fast.
    “More,” she demanded, the wolf in her rising to the challenge of the wolf in him, the vampire, the animal, the man. She wanted everything he was, everything he might be. There was no fear of him, of the virus. Only fear of losing him to it.  “More.”
    He shoved aside the shower curtain and stepped out of the tub, water pouring off of them both. He turned her to face a marble