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His conscience wasn’t the least bothered by the idea of such sadistic torture
“You shouldn’t have been so stubborn, D down his nad body to close over his flaccid cock
Rage bloo her hold to his balls, she squeezed until he caainst the chains that spread-eagled his standing body in the center of the cold, dark room at the bottom of the keep The position left every part of hi
As dark spots lingered at the edges of his vision, she kissed his spreading out at her back, white as snow but for the wash of shi crimson over her primaries “You will love me”
The first blow came a second later, as she continued to kiss hiround meat by the time she halted the punishainst his ear, silk against his skin “Do you love , he shut down a memory that hadn’t come to the fore for centuries upon centuries, and answered the internal line “Yes?”
“Sir, you asked to be notified if Holly Chang changed her pattern of behavior”
Forty minutes later, Dmitri stood outside the s lived with her boyfriend, David Isolated froh fences, it was nothing she could’ve afforded if the Tower hadn’t stepped in and ordered her to relocate—froerously close to too many mortals
The human woman had just turned twenty-three when she’d been abducted off the street by an insane archangel She’d seen her friends butchered, their liether in a saw puzzle; when Elena tracked her down she was nad and covered in the rust red of their blood
Holly had survived the horror, but she hadn’t come out of it the same as when she went in Quite aside from the fact that there was some question as to her sanity, Uram had either fed her his blood or deliberately injected her with soe They didn’t know for certain, because Holly’s memories of those events were clouded to uselessness by the blinding fear that had turned her mute for days after she was found What they did knoas that the young woate,” he said to the va out of the shadows and up the drive to the house lit only by the flickering glow of a television in the front room
Holly, petite and outwardly delicate, opened the door for hi-sleeved white shirt, ri her hand, she wiped the back of it over her lips, s the liquid “Have you cory slanted eyes, he saw the stark knowledge that he would be the death that caainst whatever it was Urahbor’s kid Tasted sweet”
“Careless of you to hunt so close to ho her forith a hand on her left wrist, he shoved up the sleeve of her shirt before she could stop hiht “I’ up to wipe away a smeared droplet of blood at the corner of her mouth with his thumb “I knohen the blood on you is your own”
She hissed at hi inside, he closed the door at his back He’d been hereher to the kitchen where he could hear her washing off the blood on her mouth, he turned off the television and checked to make sure they were alone in the house
When he did finally enter the kitchen, now lit by a bright bulb, it was to see Holly wiping her face on a dish towel, though she hadn’t changed out of the bloodstained shirt “Death by Dainst the doorjamb with a laziness that would’ve fooled no one who knew hilare froed with a vivid green that was growing ever deeper into the irises The sa shade as Uram’s eyesbut not as dark as those of the hunter who’d used a knife on hiaze held thesecrets whispered deep in the night Holly’s, by contrast, held only clawing anger and an overwhel self-hatred
“Isn’t that your job?” she asked “To execute me if I prove ahis arth of the small kitchen “It’s just a case of how far you push it”
Back and forth Back and forth Hands through her hair, jagged shakes Again “David left me,” she blurted out at last “Couldn’t take the fact that he found lowing” A giggling laugh that failed to hide a terrible pain that he knew had cracked her heart open “I wasn’t looking at his face”
“Have you been feeding?” Holly had a limited need for blood and Dmitri had made certain she’d been supplied with it
Her response was to kick the fridge so hard she dented the polished white surface “Dead blood! Who wants it? I think I’ll go for a nice, soft neck as soon as I can escape the fkinginto the kitchen proper, D Then he lifted his wrist to her mouth “Feed” His blood was potent, would fulfill any need she had
As he’d known she would, she pulled away and slid down to sit, to hide, in a corner of the kitchen, arms locked around her knees and head lowered as she rocked her body Because in spite of her words, Holly didn’t want to touch a hued on such a fundairl she’d been before Uram—the one who’d just secured a coveted position at a fashion house, who’d loved fabric and design, and who’d laughed with her girlfriends as they walked to the movies to catch the late show
None of those friends had s of blood he had delivered on a regular basis and poured it into a glass before going to crouch down beside her He pushed back a wing of glossy black hair currently streaked with cotton candy–colored highlights and said, “Drink” Nothing else was necessary—Holly kneouldn’t leave until the glass was empty