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his scream was not one of pleasure.
    Aiden’s dragon broke from his chest, dripping blood down onto Annie. Inside the gaping wound she could see his heart pulse rapidly. The dragon hovered, morphing before her eyes into a red-eyed demon, head capped with shaggy white hair, sharp teeth glistening with brown, toxic fluid. The demon hovered between them, smiling obscenely as it turned its eyes to Annie. It gibbered and slobbered, trailing a thick, bloody tongue over her face, her neck, snaking between her lips and down her throat, invading her deeply as its body pounded crushingly into her cunt.
    When Annie’s scream joined Aiden’s, it wasn’t in bliss.

Chapter Four
    “ A nnie , wake up.” He shook her slightly, trying to pull her out of the dream. “Annie!”
    “What?” Her eyes shot open and she quickly pushed herself upright in confusion. The robe had fallen open, and Aiden nobly averted his eyes. Too late. His cock had already noticed. Actually, it had been subtly reminding him of the presence of a woman all night. He’d tossed and turned in his lonely bed, finally conceding to frustration. He’d jerked himself off, eyes tightly shut, trying to pretend his former partner wasn’t just yards away.
    He sometimes hated his cock.
    “You were dreaming.”
    She rubbed her eyes, automatically looking out the east windows. Dawn had already broken.
    “Dang!” She noticed the open robe and quickly covered herself. Somehow her modesty made him even more aware of her body. Her breasts suited her lean body; they were delicate and ruddy tipped. Cherry blossom petals dripped from the dragon’s claw on her shoulder. His gaze settled on the pink blossoms and he wanted to kiss them, one by one.
    Annie moved stiffly, as though the pain was new and unexpected. He hovered over her, too close, and the contact was intoxicating. He caught the scent of her arousal and shivered. She also shivered. The room was chilly and she pulled up the blanket.
    “You put organic opiates in that aspirin.” She glared at him. “They give me crazy dreams.”
    “Sorry. I should have used synthetics. They don’t have side effects.”
    “You shouldn’t have used anything without my permission.”
    The horror of her nightmare had faded quickly, giving way to her anger. And he could still smell the warm scent of her arousal.
    “I should get up and go home,” she said, trying to sit up.
    “You’ll stay here till you’re loosened up and warm. No workout today, just stretching. Meditating, whatever you do. And food. Protein.”
    He moved back, finally giving her space. Annie struggled up and began to roll the futon, but he waved her away, folding the bedding himself. She wandered back to the windows, watching the sunrise. Aside from her rooftop, this was probably the best view from Wharf. Out past Treasure Island, the lights of Oakland and the East Bay cities glimmered like gems.
    That day they’d hauled his ass to Oakland had been his first visit to the new Enforcement Campus. He’d heard that the United Governments were training officers in High Risk Retrieval. Those elite detectives would operate without boundaries. They’d be able to do their job anywhere it took them. Even into space. He wondered if Annie had applied. She’d be the sort to risk life and limb in a risky new venture.
    As for him, he was too attached to Wharf and his home to up and leave. This was his…all he had in his life. His neighborhood, and the building he’d grown up in. He’d left Wharf, lived in the City with Lisa, renting a quaint old house not too far from Chinatown. After she died, he’d come back here. He was alone, but this was where he found comfort and safety.
    He glanced around the loft. The space was open yet divided into different areas. Far toward the back his bed was rumpled and unmade. He’d never made love to his wife in that bed. They’d never cooked dinner together in the kitchen, or taken their meals at the table by the window. Yet in the