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Danial and I walked back into the great
room.
    “Yes, but she’ll stay in there with him, and
we’ll be in my bedroom, unless your urge to be loved decides on
another location.”
    I resisted the urge to grimace, or tell him
it wasn’t love. “Why did you want me to come so early?” I asked
Danial curiously. “It won’t be dark for another hour yet.”
    Danial pulled me close to him. I was suddenly
conscious that he was wearing a robe and nothing else. “Who said we
would be going outside until dark, Sar?” he said, every syllable
pure seduction.
    I groaned as his lips brushed my face, then
came the slight prick of his fangs. Like being encompassed by a
tidal wave, I lost myself.
    “Please,” I panted, grasping at him. “Please,
I need you Danial—”
    “And I, you,” he replied gutturally. He
sucked gently at my neck. I let out a wanton cry, then pushed back
from him. Breathing hard, I shoved down my jeans, stripping them
off and throwing them aside. Danial was on me instantly, pushing me
back to the couch, pulling off my panties and spreading my legs.
With a grunt he slid inside and began moving rapidly, his mouth
latched to my throat sucking gently.
    I writhed beneath him, moaning and jerking.
His hands reached up under my shirt, cupping my breasts beneath my
bra. In the midst of pleasure, there suddenly came the pressure of
his fangs, then absolute joy as I felt them penetrate me. I pushed
up with a jerk, sliding them further in, my orgasm breaking over me
as I screamed out my release. Danial jaws worked at my throat, his
moans muffled as his movements quickened. Abruptly he came, his
fangs coming free as he gave a shout of pure pleasure. Danial
pumped his hips a few more times weakly, then let out a contented
sigh.
    Damn it, we’d done exactly what we shouldn’t
have. I swallowed hard and began to shake under him.
    “Shh, Darling,” Danial said softly in my ear.
“Things are not as they seem. I wore protection.”
    I gave him a look of amazement. “How did you
manage that?”
    He smiled sexily. “Supernatural speed and
forethought. I had one in my pocket ready.”
    I went limp with relief. “But I felt your
fangs.”
    “I didn’t drink; I only bit and contracted my
jaws lightly. You have only four shallow scratches. They’ll likely
heal within the hour.” He grimaced. “But I wasn’t prepared for you
to impale yourself on my fangs. I’ll have to watch that next time.”
He withdrew and pulled off the condom. “Come in here and finish
undressing.”
    I grabbed my discarded clothes and my bag and
followed him into his bedroom, where he disposed of the condom.
“Thank you for handling me so well,” I said, slipping out of my
clothes. “And thank you for getting me a robe.”
    “You’re welcome on both counts,” Danial
replied as he sat down on his bed. “The question is did it
work?”
    “We won’t know for at least a few hours,” I
said, sitting down beside him. “And that’s good, because I need to
ask you something serious.”
    Danial’s expression changed to one of mild
alarm. “What is it?”
    “I need to store something in your safe,” I
said quietly. “Will you let me?”
    “What is it?” he said curiously. “I know you
have a safe of your own.”
    I removed the manila envelope I’d brought
with me from my bag, and handed it to him. “This.”
    “It’s marked Brennan,” he said. “What’s
inside?”
    “Something I don’t want to lose, something I
need to keep safe.”
    “In other words, you don’t want to tell me.”
He turned to the far wall, and held his hand over it. Magically,
the faint outline of a door appeared.
    “I could never figure out how you did that,
no matter how many times I watched.”
    “Magic, of course,” Danial said, entering the
combination. He opened the door and tucked the envelope inside. “A
spell of concealment on an already well-camouflaged compartment.”
He shut the door and took his hand away. The outline of the safe
faded