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like I’ve drunk only water.” He crossed the small space between us and ran his hands over my arms, creating that sexual friction I couldn’t resist. He guided me backwards to the bed. “Lay down.” Pushing me onto the mattress, he ignored my weak protest. His darkening gaze held more than hunger for blood as he loomed over the bed. The way he raked his eyes over my body sent shivers up my spine.
    “Rurik .” I barely got his name beyond my lips.
    He unzipped his ambulance jumper. I always was a sucker for a man in uniform.

Chapter Four
     
    Rurik’s jumpsuit parted enough to give me a fine view of his chest and stomach. Being predators tended to make vampires lean. They must metabolize any fat within the blood they consume d, because I’d never met an overweight blood-sucker. They all had the sleek edge of a hunter’s build.
    The zipper extended to his groin where he slipped out , hard and ready. He gripped his cock and stroked himself, making a rolling motion with his hips. “You called me your hero.”
    I pried my gaze away from what he did with his hands and met his lustful stare. “I did.”
    “Then take off your clothes and show me how grateful you are.”
    I quirked my eyebrow at him and resisted the urge to grind my heel to his groin. “That’s abusing the uniform.”
    He made an appreciative noise deep in his throat and slid the hem of my dress over my hips. “There has to be some perks to saving lives for a living. ” He gave me a playful wink. “Looks like you still need rescue. That dress appears too tight to breathe in.”
    “You’re right.” I mean, I was breathing heavy , except the dress didn’t constrict my chest in any way.
    In one swift jerk he tore the silk material from hem to collar. That took skill and I didn’t want to know the details of how he’d acquired such talents. The vampire had centuries on me. I was sure he wasn’t a virgin when we’d met.
    My breasts tumbled free.
    He sucked in a breath and stroked faster. Dark energy filled the small room. Something new that poured from Rurik. It shadowed his eyes and sharpened the edges of his face. With a shrug of his shoulders, he let the jumpsuit fall off and stepped out of it.
    I broke away from his burning glare. With the hair loss, I would have thought he’d grow weaker from the sickness, but Rurik kept growing more powerful. Tane didn’t see it though. To him, we were gnats metaphysically. I was on the bottom of the food chain in our threesome , so I noticed even the smallest spike. I had to. Prey should always know who the biggest, baddest predators in the room were. 
    Spreading my legs with his hands, Rurik kept one on my knee and moved the other along the line of my thigh. He hooked the edge of my panties with a finger and guided it down my legs, where he tossed it to the floor with his jumpsuit. Eager, he bent forward, placing my legs over his broad shoulders and resting my heels on his back. He ran his fangs along the sensitive skin over my femoral artery.
    I squirmed and tried to grip his nonexistent hair.
    “Don’t you trust me?” He gave me that look. Where his face seemed so serious but his eyes hinted at teasing. I knew him. He’d never hurt me and had even risked his life to save mine. This new blood lust, though, was a stranger in our bed. It rode my lover hard, and I seemed to be its focus. Without Tane accessible to heal me or referee Rurik, I could end up dead.  “You don’t.”
    He traced his fingers over the fine hair covering my pussy.
    “The last time you fed, Tane had to intervene.”  My voice shook. We hadn’t shared a bed alone in a long while, where I’d be his sole focus. Rurik could be quite demanding and recently he kept forgetting I was only human.
    He slipped his fingers between my labia but didn’t enter my body. He just rubbed over my clit, sending waves of pleasure over my limbs. “Tell me no . I’ll stop.”
    Gooseflesh puckered my skin at his touch. Even the air seemed