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he saw my explosive temper. “Those motherfuckers. I had to agree to sex in order to get this gig. Those ass-wipes wanted pillow talk. After all the fucking years I’ve spent fighting my way to the top, I get a set of fucking Captain’s bars for fucking. I knew it, but it just didn’t compute.”

 
Chapter 8
    His hands soothed me on the outside but I seethed internally. I was once more against his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat under my cheek while he caressed my back.
    “Are you ready for that pillow talk?”
    Was he joking?
    “There are things you need to know. Questions, I need to answer. There is much I cannot share with you but I can give you a little more than I planned.”
    God, I wanted to trust him so badly but my training came into play when I thought about sharing military secrets. “You first.”
    He didn’t hesitate, “You’re not killing the beasts you fight. They come from hell and each time one goes down in battle another is released.”
    Holy fuck. My heart started beating rapidly. “Can we kill them?”
    “Yes.”
    “Are you going to tell me how?”
    “I want to.”
    There it was. He didn’t want to be our enemy and he wanted to help us but that didn’t mean he could or would.
    “What can you tell me?”
    “What can you tell me?”
    We were back to tit for tat and he wanted my tit. My thighs pressed together and I held back a groan. No more sexual connotations; zip—none.
    “You’re not our guest. If you try to leave, they’ll stop you.” I shouldn’t have told him but I had to.
    “They can’t keep me from leaving, little warrior. Don’t waste your time worrying about such.”
    Was I worried? I guess so or I wouldn’t have told him.
    “I’m not sure what to believe anymore but they told me you said we’ll lose this war in a matter of months.”
    “That’s true.”
    “If you help us, can we win?”
    “Possibly.”
    I decided I didn’t want to talk anymore. I didn’t want to think. “Can you release that sex scent again?”
    He smiled; fangs and all. “Let’s get rinsed off first and then I’ll show you how to call it and release the scent.”
    Wow. I might have some control over this?
    We got out of the tub and stepped into the shower. He washed my entire body, including my hair. I loved every second his hands were on me.
    I’d noticed the time when we entered his bedroom. It was four in the morning but I wasn’t tired. I perused his bed and noticed black straps at the corners.
    I picked up the one at the lower corner of the mattress. “Kinky much?”
    Hell, his eyes did that whole glow sparkly thing. “Only if you’re willing.”
    I dropped my towel.
    He fucked me slowly with his eyes before walking to the dresser and picking up black nylon cuffs. He secured them on my wrists with one finger running along the inner veins sending goose bumps across my flesh.
    “May I?” His towel hung around his hips and I wanted to see him.
    He nodded. I gave a slight tug. My knees went weak and I wanted his cock back in my mouth.
    “Not this time. I want you on the bed on your stomach.”
    “Are you reading my mind?”
    He laughed again. “Your face is entirely too expressive. I don’t need to read your mind.”
    Shit, I was betting he could. He was so careful in his answers and only caused me to have more questions but not now. He led me to the bed and situated me on my stomach.
    “Is it time for that pheromone thing now?”
    “Shh, we’ll get to that. No talking or I’ll gag you.”
    Oh my. A very kinky vampire. What a fucking rush.
    He ran his fingers over my back. I knew he was outlining my muscle definition. For many men my musculature was a turnoff. They wanted skinny, sometimes luscious, but seldom wanted a woman with more muscles than they had. I didn’t have more than Talon. He had a way of making me feel small… I grinned. Little. Then, I stopped thinking.
    His teeth grazed my flesh before his lips applied gentle suction. God, I would be covered in