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“Where are they now?”

The demon’s eyes were so big. The blood still dripped down his face. “Lost them, after they left Mexico.”

Unfortunate. But still very, very interesting. Because if the angel had fallen—for a vampire, so sad—then he’d have a weakness.

Carlos was good at using weaknesses.

“You take him, Julia,” he offered with a wave of his claws because she was all but salivating and Elijah had told him what that he needed to know. “Kill him.”

There was no point in wasting more time. Especially not when there was new prey to hunt.

Julia crouched near the edge of the grave. “You were right, before, demon. I do see you.”

He blinked and looked a little lost.

“I see the fucking monster inside, and I’m gonna rip him out.” She lunged for him.

Elijah’s screams filled the night.

Carlos turned away from them, his mind already on the vampire. Tracking her would be easy enough. Her kind always left a trail of blood in their wake. There was no fighting the bloodlust for them. They couldn’t fight what they really were.

He glanced down at his claws. When it came to the Other, humanity was only skin deep.

Elijah screamed again.

And that skin could rip so easily.

Chapter Ten

His heart thundered in his ears, and the wild beat shook his chest. Keenan pushed up onto his elbows and stared down at Nicole. Pleasure still hummed through his blood. The orgasm had pounded through him—and he wanted more.

No wonder humans had sex so much. Sex was addictive. Not as messy as it had seemed. Hot. Wild.

So much better than his dreams.

Her hands were on his back, sliding down over his skin, and his cock thickened again inside her.

Once wouldn’t be nearly enough to sate the hunger that had been growing within him.

“Was that...” Nicole stopped and licked her lips. “For a first time, you sure seemed to know what you were doing.”

He leaned forward and dropped a kiss on the curve of her shoulder. I’ve seen plenty of sex. There wasn’t a move he didn’t understand. Mentally, he knew it all.

But the actual physical experience was something that he’d gotten only with her. And there was so much more he wanted to do.

“Ah, Keenan?” Her hands slipped forward and pushed on his shoulders. “Again?”

Surprise had lifted her voice. Why? What had she expected? He smiled down at her. “We’re just getting started.”

Her eyes had eased back to green but as he pulled back and began to thrust again, he saw the emerald slowly bleed away.

The edge of her sharpened teeth peeked out from behind her lips—the fangs she’d sunk into his flesh.

Her bite hadn’t brought pain. Not even close. Just pleasure. A sensual kick so powerful he’d shuddered.

He wanted her bite again.

He thrust harder. Deeper. Her sex was slick from her climax, from his, and so tight. A hot, clinging clasp that stroked over every inch of his cock.

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