Book 8
The Hunter
After two years, Kane Winter still doesn’t know what really happened the night his bounty hunting partner was murdered. What he does know is that there was a mysterious woman at the scene, and he won’t rest until he finds her…
The Prey
Kendall is accustomed to vampire games. After all, she is one herself—part of an elite group of warriors who keep the other vamps in line by destroying the ones who would prey on the weak and innocent. But now she’s the one being stalked…
The Passion
When all trails lead to Kendall, Kane is consumed by a desire greater than vengeance—a hunger to possess this woman for himself. Together, they will travel down a dangerous path of seduction and surrender, until there are no rules left to break—and nowhere left to hide.
Memories of that kiss they’d shared all those months flooded his mind. That small taste he’d had still lingered on his lips—and she didn’t belong to his best friend. That was all he cared about. He’d wanted to gorge on her and couldn’t. Or so he had thought.
But he could have her.
And damn, he thought, he would. Cupping her chin in his hands, he lifted her face to his as he whispered, “You have no idea what hearing that does to me.”
Slanting his mouth across hers, he buried one fist in her hair. Her lips parted under his as she gasped and he pushed his tongue inside the hot, wet cavern. Sliding his free hand down her back, he brought her body in line with his. The soft rise of her belly cuddled the aching length of his cock.
Kendall moaned into his mouth and Kane felt the hot lash of satisfaction. She felt it, too. He didn’t know how he was so certain, but he was.
There was a pressure against his mouth, just under the curve of her lips and then an icy sharp pain, followed by the coppery taste of blood in his mouth. He barely even took notice, but seconds later, Kendall had torn away from him.
Rage tore through him at the lost of her body against his. He started to reach for her, but she lifted a hand, whispering harshly, “No.”
The moonlight splashed across her face, and Kane saw the dark stain on her mouth, and the gleaming white of her incisors. As he watched, she shuddered, spinning away. “Get away from me, Kane,” she rasped.
A slow smile curved up his lips. “Why?”
She tossed him a cool glance. “I haven’t fed. You look entirely too appetizing. Now go away.”
“Appetizing, huh?” he mused, reaching up and stroking his chin. Studying her closely, he let the wide grin spread across his face. “I do have to admit, you look pretty delicious yourself.”
Kendall’s response was that sexy little sneer he found so enticing. “You seem to forget—when I say appetizing, I actually mean eating,” she drawled. Her eyes dropped to his neck and he was suddenly never so aware of the pulse of blood running through his veins.
Kane ran his eyes down the sleek lines of her body, imagining what she looked like without that skin hugging top, the painted on jeans. His eyes lingered low on her body—he heard her sharp uptake of breath. Softly, he whispered, “So did I—of course, I’m focusing on a different part of the anatomy.”
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