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She tried to
lunge around him, but he grabbed her and shoved her back against
the wall so hard that her head rapped against the wood.
    “You’ll enjoy it. I’ll have you begging before I’m
done.” His nostrils flared as he leaned closer, “I’ll show you how
much—” Eric broke off, stiffening. “I can smell another man on
you.” His hands dug into her skin, bruising, as he held her
immobile.
    Vampire senses.
She tried to bullshit her
way out of this hell. “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking
about. Now,
let me go
!”
    His head lowered toward her, and he inhaled deeply.
“His scent is on you. On every inch of you.”
    Oh, shit.
Eric had been a vampire for over
two hundred years, and she knew he had gained the enhanced sensory
perception that came with age.
    He can really smell Apollo on me.
This scene
wasn’t going to end well. At all.
    A sharp sting pierced her left arm, and Terese felt
the warm well of her blood. Glancing down, she saw that his claws
had pierced her flesh. “I-I had to feed.” That was the truth.
Another night, and the hunger would have killed her.
    The claws dug deeper as they cut into her muscles.
“But you didn’t have to fuck!”
    No, that part had been pure bonus, though now might
not be the best time to mention that fact. “Eric…”
    His teeth snapped together. “You’re mine, Terese.
Mine.
I made you, and I’ll be damned if I let you go to
another.”
    Too late. I already did. “
Then I guess
you’re just—”
    “
Terese
!” Apollo’s voice roared from the
hallway.
    Eric’s eyes narrowed. “He comes for you,” he
whispered, “but he’ll get me.”
    The front door shook as Apollo’s fist pounded against
the wood. “I know you’re in there, so let me in! We need to
talk.”
    At the sound of his deep voice, Terese didn’t know if
she should be relieved or absolutely terrified.
    “Shall I make his death slow…or fast?” Eric
whispered.
    And she knew how she should feel—absolutely
terrified. “Please,” she whispered, and it wasn’t the first time
she’d begged him. “Don’t hurt him.”
    “It matters to you?”
    Yes
.
    He must have seen the answer on her face because he
smiled and said, “Then I’ll make sure I take my time with him.”

Chapter Four
    Just as Apollo lifted his hand, preparing to pound on
Terese’s door one final time before space jumping into her
apartment, the door was wrenched open. A man stood in the doorway,
smiling at him.
    “Who the fuck are you?” Apollo snarled. He didn’t
like the look of this guy. Didn’t like his too perfect dark hair.
Didn’t like those eerie green eyes or the guy’s pale, sickly
skin.
    “I’m Terese’s mate, Eric Montraine.” The smile
stretched to reveal razor sharp fangs. “And I’m the man who’s going
to kill you.”
    Terese’s mate
. Hot fury knifed through him.
“Funny, Terese didn’t mention you, but then, we were kind of busy
fucking.”
    The jerk’s eyes narrowed.
    “And as far as killing me…” Apollo put his hand on
the asshole’s chest and shoved him back into the apartment. “That’s
really not going to happen.”
    “Apollo!” Terese stared at him with relief and fear
coating her expression.
    His gaze darted over her, and he instantly saw the
blood that trickled down her arm. “What happened to you?”
    Her right hand lifted and covered the wound. “I-it’s
nothing.”
    He glanced back at the asshole. “You did that to
her.” Not a question.
    The guy held up his hand and flashed deadly claws.
Not human.
“Terese has been bad, so she needed to be
punished,” he said as that freaky-ass smile slipped over his face
again. “And so do you…”
    “No!” Terese ran forward and put her body between
them. “Don’t do anything to Apollo. He-he was just prey. I was
hungry, so hungry, and I had—”
    The smile disappeared. “You’re protecting him.”
    Yeah, she was, Apollo realized. And it was rather
humiliating for a god to be protected by anyone