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    “I want you,” she told him. Her eyes promised so much pleasure.
    He held tight to his control even as his instincts demanded that he thrust hard and deep inside her flesh. “For five hundred years, I’ve dreamed of hell.” The gritted admission came from deep within him.
    Seline’s lips parted. Sexy fuck-me lips. His hips pressed a bit closer to her. Take her.
    “But tonight . . . tonight I dream of you?” he asked. Bullshit. Did he look like a fool?
    She blinked as if confused, but her skin kept that luminous glow. A glow that a human or even a low-level demon should never have.
    He brought his lips close to her ear and again felt the light tremble that raked her body. “I can’t kill you in a dream,” he whispered, the words soft and tender like a lover’s even as the rage in him began to burn hell-hot.
    She stiffened beneath him. Ah, so she realized this little scene wasn’t going according to plan.
    “But . . .” Sam continued, letting his tongue just touch the tip of her ear, “I’m guessing you can kill me here, right, sweetheart?”
    He heard the catch of her breath and had his answer. Sam’s lips pressed lightly against her neck, then harder as he sucked the skin. He’d mark her, if only in their dream.
    When she pressed closer to him and didn’t try to slip away, he knew Seline was in danger of losing her own control—something that happened a lot with her kind.
    “A succubus.” He’d suspected from the way she captivated every man in Temptation. He rose above her but kept her chained with his hands. The control and the caging were just an illusion. In a dream, a succubus would be the one with the real power. He was just along for the ride. “Here to seduce me and kill me, Seline?”
    No mortal weapon could kill a Fallen. They were too powerful. But a succubus wouldn’t use a weapon to kill. She’d simply use seduction until she drained her prey dry.
    Sam shook his head, a little regretful. The ride would have been incredible, no doubt. “Won’t work.”
    “I-I don’t know what you’re talking—”
    “Your game probably worked on a dozen other fools”—and he wouldn’t think about those jerks right then—“but I’m stronger.” Though screwing her just might have been worth the risk. He smiled and knew it wasn’t a pretty sight. “You’ve just made one dangerous mistake. And as soon as I wake up”—because she couldn’t keep him trapped in the dream world forever—“your ass really will be mine.” In the real world, he was the one with the power, and she was prey.
    She stared into his eyes and let her mask drop. No longer was she the terrified woman he’d seen in the club earlier that night. Instead, she was sex personified, a temptation so seductive his whole body tightened with lust, and the confidence streaming from her eyes had his control cracking.
    Then she smiled. “Promises, promises, Sammael . . .” She thrust him back with a strength he hadn’t anticipated. He flew through the air and slammed into the wall, his body shuddering.
    Growling, he straightened and charged for the bed. Sam’s hands reached out for her—
    But Seline vanished.
    He blinked and found himself in bed and tangled in the covers. The scent of jasmine hung in the air, and his cock pulsed with arousal.
    A grin tilted his lips as he tossed the covers aside. That ass is mine.
     
    Oh, hell. Seline’s eyelids flew open, and she jumped from the bed. She had her clothes on in less than two seconds. As she lunged for the window, she sent a line of fire skirting toward the closed door. Not that the fire would keep Sam out for long.
    “Seline!” His shout erupted from the hallway.
    The freaking window wouldn’t open. Her sweaty hands couldn’t lift the thing up. Screw it. Seline smashed out with her right fist and shattered the glass. Blood dripped from her fingers, but she didn’t even hesitate as she climbed out onto the ledge.
    Fire crackled behind her, but she