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that s what you ve resigned yourself to, then I may as well throw the shutters open and be done with it.
He didn t even tell me not to, only closed his eyes and gave a soft sigh.
I threw the rag down in disgust and hauled the basin off the bed, left it on the floor where it wouldn t
spill.  You re not dying, you damned stubborn ass. Not in my bed. I wrenched my sleeve up to my elbow
and thrust my arm out before him. He blinked at me, brows drawn with confusion. I may as well have been
speaking in tongues.
 Feed, damn it. I grabbed him by the hair and shoved my wrist against his mouth.  Do what you
must, and live.
With excruciating reluctance, he brought his hand up, laced his fingers through mine, his grip so
familiar it made a pang shoot through my breast. But he didn t bite, just held me there, breathing against
my skin. His lashes fluttered against his cheeks, then lifted. He looked up at me and whispered against my
wrist.
 Arjen. Talk to me.
I groaned and dropped my head back.  Don t ask that of me. I have nothing to say to you that you ll
care to hear.
 Talk to me.
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I glared down at him.  Shall I tell you what a fool you are, Maikel van Triet? Shall I tell you the
stories they say about you, or how they whisper behind their hands and  He bit, fangs piercing, sinking
deep. I jerked, but the pain was familiar by now, almost a comfort, and not enough to slow the torrent of
words he had loosed within me.   and wonder what s happened to you, to turn you into such a cad. Not
even Elise cares to have you in her bed anymore, you know. All you do is play games, and the city grows
tired of them. His mouth worked on my wrist, sucking, drawing the blood he needed from me. My eyes
burned, and I dwindled off to a fierce whisper.  All you have ever done is play games.
He made a sound against my skin that might have been denial.
 You find a whore who cannot stand you, I hissed,  and pay him for a night s companionship just to
watch him squirm, then send him away so you can delight in his confusion. You pit friends against one
another and turn them to bitter rivals, you make meaningless demands just to watch others jump at your
whim, you get the whole city talking purely for the satisfaction of hearing your name on a thousand lips.
They are all games, Maikel, every one of them.
He withdrew his fangs from me and sucked gently at the wound until it had stopped bleeding. Then he
raised his head and looked at me.  Not the first, he whispered.
I turned my face away.  Keep feeding. You ve hardly taken any.
 I ve taken enough.
 Enough for what? Enough to stumble down the road to the next brothel and some other whore
you ve given reason to hate you? You need more, damn it.
He blinked at me, leaning in, suddenly much too close, his lashes brushing against my cheek with
every sweep.  Do you hate me? he breathed.
 I don t hate you. I forced the words through my throat.  I just don t like you.
His breath washed over me, a wave of heat. I closed my eyes and held myself as still as stone,
refusing to lean in to his temptation.
 I ll take more, he whispered,  if you ll let me. And placed a delicate kiss on the side of my throat.
I jerked back, shoved my arm out before me.  You ll take more from there.
 The same place, so soon? He touched a fingertip lightly to one of the small punctures, but still I
flinched.  It will hurt.
 It will hurt either way.
 No. His expression softened with a smile, one of the rare ones, warm and gentle.  It will not. He
brushed his thumb over the spot he d kissed.  I can make it so you ll want me to do it again and again.
 That s a lie. I crossed my arms again and leaned away from him.  Told by besotted girls with more
sentimentalism than sense.
 Then prove me wrong. He drew me back with a gentle grip that allowed no resistance. His head
bent, his hair brushing my jaw. He sucked tenderly at the same spot on my throat.
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 Promise me, I choked out, and I did not know whether he or I was the more surprised.  Promise
you ll leave me alone you ll leave us alone. All of us. Stop playing these games. Find your amusement
somewhere other than De Wallen. Let us be.
 Arjen. He pressed his brow to my shoulder.  All you ever had to do was say was no.
I closed my eyes, my whole body tight and trembling, braced for his bite.  Promise, I growled,  and
be done with it.
 I promise, he said quietly.  I ll leave you be, if that s what you want.
I nodded once and let my head fall back.
He twined his fingers through my hair, guiding me forward, and molded his body against mine. I
shuddered when his lips touched my throat, grasped blindly at his shoulder when they parted, digging my
fingers in deep, waiting for the agony of his bite.
The sharp tips of his fangs pricked at my skin, and I made a sound like a sob.
He bit hard, drove his fangs deep. My body jerked, twisted, my hands tore at him. My breath left me [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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