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Spinning her away from him and trapping her arms
at her sides, he held her so tightly she could hardly breathe.
“Easy, baby,” he whispered as she struggled, her new vampiric
strength surging through her muscles. Strong as she was, however,
he overpowered her as though she were weak as a newborn kitten.
“Easy. Control it, Kira. You must master the urge.”
    Master it? She laughed, a sound that had more
than a tinge of hysteria to it. This wasn’t a feeling that would
bow to reason. Her veins flowed with lava, her body ached, and her
fangs throbbed. Why fight it? Even the friction of her body against
his as he held her immobile was fuel to the fire. “Give me more,”
she demanded, twisting, trying to find a part of him she could
bite. “Orion, I need blood!”
    He lifted her off her feet and carried her,
still struggling, back into the bedroom. “You’ll have everything
you need,” he said, his voice low and soothing. “But not until I
know you won’t tear my throat out. Control it, Kira. You must not
let the bloodlust rule you, baby. Don’t go feral on me now. Control
it!”
    She moaned. “I’m burning,” she cried,
writhing in his arms. “Help me!”
    Orion swore, long and vicious, before saying
a few words in a language she didn’t recognize. Instantly her
muscles went limp. “Be calm,” he said, lowering her to the bed as
panic overwhelmed her when her body didn’t obey her commands. “I’ve
enthralled you, for your safety as well as mine. It’s not
permanent.”
    The cool sheets seared the skin of her back.
Kira moaned again, a desperate sound deep in her throat, wanting to
reach for Orion and unable to move so much as a finger. “Please,”
she whispered as he straightened, terrified he’d leave her like
this until the bloodlust receded.
    But he only moved far enough back to strip
off his shirt and toss it aside. His jeans went next, revealing his
thick cock, throbbing and erect. She licked her lips at the sight
of it. His eyes tracked the movement and she saw the pulse throb at
his throat.
    The sight only made the fire in her blood
burn hotter. The mattress dipped as he sank down beside her,
propping himself on his elbow and looking down at her. “I would
never leave you to suffer this alone,” he whispered, and she
wondered if he’d seen the thought in her eyes or plucked it
straight from her mind. “But you must calm yourself, Kira. You
can’t let the bloodlust rule you.”
    “It hurts,” she breathed, aching for his
touch. Her fangs throbbed in time to her racing pulse. Her stomach
cramped and twisted.
    “Shh.” He bent and brushed his lips over her
forehead. Just that simple touch almost drove her wild with desire,
but no matter how hard she tried to arch her neck and capture his
mouth with hers, she remained still beside him. “Shh,” he soothed
again. “Let me take care of you. Trust me.”
    Trust him -- when he didn’t trust her at
all.
    That thought was swept away when he lifted
one stinging, lacerated hand in his. He shook his head at the
damage. “The Change has made you strong, baby, but your body is
still fragile,” he murmured. “Bloodlust will force you to forget
your body’s limitations. That is why you must control it, not the
other way around. Are you hearing me?”
    Whatever reply she might’ve made was
swallowed by a rush of heat as he bent over her hand and swept his
tongue along one of the deep cuts. Their groans blended into one
deep sound of need. “You taste so damn good,” he growled, sucking
one finger into his mouth and laving it with his tongue.
    Every cut, every scrape, even the tiniest
bruise received his full attention. With each sweep of his velvet
tongue, the pain yielded to pleasure, and when he finished and
stretched her arm high above her head, not one scratch
remained.
    And then he started over on her other
hand.
    “Orion,” she moaned, her breath coming in
little pants, her core hot and wet, aching to be filled by that
thick cock.