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firebrand. Let your demon free and take me any way you want.
    Chloe froze. What did that mean? Really? What did she—?
    He rocked, arching his hips upward and she forgot all about thinking. She moved with him and then kept moving. Inside her, something began to coalesce into bright radiance. It wasn’t arousal or orgasm; it was different. Bigger. She bent to Marax, took his mouth with hers, kissing him with all the wildness, all the intensity she felt.
    Her nails dug into his skin as she moved on him. He was so thick, so hard, so big and he fit inside her so perfectly. She ground her clit against him on her next downward thrust and buried her face against his throat.
    The world narrowed. There was nothing now except Marax and her. Nothing except the promise of excruciatingly fierce pleasure growing inside them, bearing down on both of them. She didn’t only feel her own need, but she was aware of his, too. She altered her pace, working it so that they’d come together. Chloe knew she could do it and she wanted this.
    Another need welled up inside her, mixed up with the pleasure in a way she didn’t understand. She slid down his shaft one last time and without warning, everything went to slow motion. Her orgasm began to break and she moved her head, shifting until she found the spot where Marax’s shoulder met his neck. And as the first ripple of rapture traveled through her body, as that incandescent something inside her exploded, Chloe bit him hard enough to taste blood.
    It set Marax off and he began to come with her. His mouth was where her shoulder and neck met, too, and part of her waited, anticipated his bite. He fought it, she knew it in some instinctive way, but he lost the battle with the next wave of pleasure.
    Marax bit her in return. It set off another swell of orgasm, one even sharper than the others that had racked her body. She whimpered and then screamed, unable to express her ecstasy in any other way. His roar was muffled against her skin. Chloe thought she’d never stop coming, that he’d never stop coming, and when it finally did end, she fell limply against his chest, letting him take her weight.
    If this was what sex with a demon was like, Chloe didn’t think she’d ever be able to go back to humans. Marax had ruined her for any other man.

Chapter Four
    Marax grunted as Chloe stirred, but she was snuggling, not trying to leave and he relaxed again, raising a hand to lightly stroke her back. Damn, she’d made him come hard. He grinned. This was the first time he’d ever lost awareness of his surroundings after sex, but he’d been out of it for who knew how long and his brain still wasn’t firing on all cylinders.
    Losing situational awareness wasn’t good, especially when he hadn’t done more than look for intruders when he’d checked out the room earlier. A wise demon identified the exits and what obstacles and potential weapons were present. The war with the vampires might have ended centuries ago, but old hatreds died hard. Toss in demon slayers and wizards with unknown allegiances, and the human world was filled with potential danger for the unwary.
    Drowsily, he opened his eyes and examined his surroundings. The room was longer than it was wide with no furniture save the bed, a nightstand with a lamp, and the chair they’d used. It looked as clean as he’d been promised, but the decor was stark—black, white and gray—and utilitarian.
    They were on the fourth floor, but the window opened out onto a fire escape that appeared narrow. Despite his hearing, he couldn’t detect the presence of anyone else nearby and no one had knocked on the door to ask about the scream. The room, he decided, must be soundproofed. Either that or he and Chloe were the only ones who’d gotten hot enough to have sex. Marax doubted that. Infinity had been created for steamy, illicit encounters.
    He let his eyes drift shut again and enjoyed the sensation of Chloe’s soft skin and warm breath against his