A faint smile that made every tiny hair on her body rise in quivering attention. "How fast can you run?" A wolf's question.

Bluebell,” she said, remembering from Erotique. “Pretty name.” “I call Dmitri Dark Overlord.” “Shae,” Dmitri said and the female vampire rose at once to walk quickly into the house. “Now, pretty Bluebell” another languid stroke across her skin “tell the Overlord what you discovered.

She stepped out of reach. “Go put on a shirt and get your mind out of bed.” “Impossible with you around.” “Pretend I’m holding a rifle. In fact, pretend I have you in the crosshairs.” Janvier sighed, rubbing at a jaw shadowed by morning stubble. “I love it when you talk dirty.

Once, he'd used it in song, but the songs in his heart had gone silent long ago, and he knew that one day so would his voice. A man with nothing inside him eventually had nothing to say.

Under her palm, his heart beat strong and sure. It was such a human sound, so honest, so real.

Holding her gaze, he closed the final distance between them and went down to his knees, that beautiful bruised face looking up at her.

That works fine for me . . . Sienna Lauren Snow.