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With his mouth and teeth, Julian sucked, nibbled, and licked, giving both breasts equal attention. His fingers slid in and out of her, his thumb rubbing her clit. Every fiber of his being screamed to take her. He locked away his own savage needs and wants and zoned in on Leah’s pleasure, listening to her every little breath, learning what she liked the most, and using his knowledge to drive her toward the edge in excruciating slowness.

She tightened around him more and more, her legs and body becoming stiffer as she reached for the orgasm, her breaths coming in faster and faster.

Julian gave it to her, his fingers moving faster, and his thumb applying pressure at just the right place.

When she came, a broken scream escaped her, her pussy clenching his fingers to an almost painful degree. Waves of pleasure blasted into Julian. The scent of her sex filled the room, wrapped around him, and invaded his senses.

Intoxicating.

His muscles strained from holding himself in check. He kept a steady rhythm with his fingers, waiting for her to ride out the aftershocks, even though all he wanted was to thrust into her, to have her squeeze his cock as hard as his fingers.

Waiting until she was lax, and her heartbeat stopped thundering, he shifted back and lifted her chin.

His cock twitched at the feline smile of a woman well-satisfied.

“The night’s not over yet,” he said, brushing a kiss over her lips.

It was his turn.

Julian.An unwelcoming voice invaded his head.

Alistair.

You’re fucking kidding me.What?

We need you.

Not. Now.Julian punctuated each word with the force of a bullet. He would explode if he did not have her right now.

There’s been an explosion in Quadrant Four.

He froze and took a deep breath. A mistake. The only scent in the room was theirs.

Fuck!With his vampire clawing inside him to ignore Alistair and take what was his, Julian lowered Leah to the ground.

I’ll be there in a minute.

Leah leaned back against the wall, unsteady on her feet, a hand on his chest for support. He was an ass, leaving her like this. She looked delectable enough to eat, with her rumpled hair and disheveled dress. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips swollen from his kisses.

He should be sainted for finding the strength to leave her.

When he returned, he promised himself that he’d spread her out on his bed and take his time with her.

“What’re you doing?” she asked, the unbridled lust in her eyes mirroring how he felt.

“I have to go.”

Her mouth dropped open, her expression a perfect reflection of his feelings. “You’re leaving now?”

“Yes. Duty calls.”

Your duty is to finish our business here.

Julian’s insides turned to ice. Was that her thought? Even if he couldn’t read her mind because of the C2 implant, she could still send her thoughts to him?

“What?”

She was clueless about what she’d done. Julian bent down and kissed her roughly.