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reluctantly followed. Once outside she stood and waited for Alessandra to bring the car to the front of the club.
    ***
    Adriel stood by the entrance as always. His attention immediately shifted to Caitlin as burst through the door. Those strong feelings swept over him again. She wasn’t in the club very long. Dorian must have found what he wanted, he thought. There was no denying Adriel knew Dorian’s plans. Quickly he glanced down at his watch. The club would be closed in a few minutes. He would return to the vampires’ house by himself.
    Adriel knew it was time for Caitlin to be marked again. It was also not a good time for it, because tonight was a new moon. Nothing good ever happened under a new moon, especially for Adriel. The intense pull of the moon’s force increased his sexual desires. Usually he would find a woman to take somewhere for a few hours. It was more difficult for him to find a strong female, he thought, than the vampires. He had more to control, but timing was of the essence. Of course for him, he could never bring anyone back to the mansion. He knew no human would be safe once the doors closed behind them.
    Caitlin was always the exception, continuously marked by The Master’s vampire bitch, Alessandra. Adriel despised Alessandra. She managed to seduce him one night under a new moon. He was weak, his desire was too great and she was there waiting for him. Naked, even her pale white silky skin appealed to him. She bit him, nibbled at his flesh until he bled, licking softly the tiny beads of blood as she seduced him. His skin burned. His loins ached. With his manhood painfully engorged with blood, there was no way he could turn away from her. His mind could no longer control his own urge and she was there, waiting for just the right moment to collect her prize. The prize of the animal he really was. He was fortunate that night, as Dorian never found out the deception of his Alessandra.
    Adriel’s black eyes lifted to the moon again. He inhaled a deep and solemn breath. The sweet scent of Caitlin intoxicated him. Adriel shifted again and shoved his hands inside the pockets of his jeans to hide the bulge from his erection. Slowly he released a long breath and accepted his defeat. There was no way in hell he could have Caitlin, at least not while she was with Dorian.
    “I take it he found one for the night?” The sultry tones lingered against the deep and alluring voice.
    Caitlin caught her breath and whirled around quickly and faced Adriel. His dark gaze captured her immediately. Her heart raced, warmth of heat rushed over her skin. How could he have this effect on her? She opened her mouth to speak and suddenly she found the back of her throat dry.
    She cleared her throat. “I’m afraid he did.”
    “Taking her home the back way?”
    Caitlin nodded.
    “I suppose I will see you in a few minutes then.” Adriel’s eyes shifted toward the white BMW that pulled up in front of the club.
    Caitlin stepped toward the car and stopped. She turned toward Adriel, sadness filled her eyes.
    “No date tonight?” She couldn’t help herself as she pried into his private life.
    Often she had wondered about Adriel and his needs. She knew he must be lonely. The stab of pain in heart reminded her of her own loneliness. After all of her experiences with Dorian she knew damn well the feeling of being alone. No matter how many more years she lived, she still wanted to know the experiences of love and romance. Many times she had envisioned what it would be like to actually have a man make love to her. Dorian’s attempts were not love, but lust. Still, she remained untouched. The power within the cross, alone, protected her from Dorian. If there was any one man who she would want to try, it would be Adriel. Although she knew by his general appearance he was well endowed, she wondered what it would be like to be with him. The hands shoved inside his jean pockets couldn’t hide the bulge which preceded him.
    Adriel