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cried. It had been so long since he’d touched her. The ripples of excitement speared through her and she fought the orgasm she knew would come all too soon.
    “Never again will you hide from me. Everything we do we do together. Feeding. Fucking. All of it. Do you understand me?” When she didn’t respond, he removed his hand and lightly smacked her mound.
    “No, don’t stop.” He was angry that she’d fed on her own. She’d known what his reaction would be but had convinced herself he’d understand. Yet here he stood, teaching his lesson in front of an audience. She was helpless to argue as the ache between her legs grew.
    “No running. Ever. Tell me you understand.” His palm, that had rested on her belly, glided up her chest until he held her throat in his hands. Taking her chin, he turned her head so that his lips brushed hers. “Say it, Sydney.”
    “Kade,” she breathed.
    “Say it.”
    “I’m sorry…I knew. I needed to do this on my own. But I won’t ever share you. I love you too damn much.” She grasped his thigh, digging her nails into his leg.
    “This pleasure, my soon-to-be wife,” Kade pumped his fingers back into her wet core, “will only ever be yours.”
    “Ah, yes. Harder,” she cried. Her head lolled back on his shoulder and she clutched his leg.
    “And your blood…this pleasure is only ever for you,” he said, his fangs slicing into her neck.
    The familiar delicious sting of his teeth at her flesh sent her into a state of ecstasy. His bite was a validation of her role within his life. Desired. Accepted. Loved. She shook, the climax rolling through her. As his tongue laved over the wounds, she twisted around in his arms.
    “Let’s go home, love. I think we’ve made our point,” he laughed.
    “I’m not so sure about that. You started something, and I think we oughta finish it.” No longer encumbered with concern that the humans doubted his commitment to her, Sydney pressed her palms to his chest, guiding him against the wall.

    Kade thanked the goddess that he’d found Sydney when he had. He was aware that she knew he’d be able to track her. She’d been in the club long enough on her own that she could have gotten in serious trouble. Glowing, Sydney had been nourished. Even as she kicked and fought him on the way up the steps, he marveled at her strength. His happiness was countered with guilt for not suggesting siphoning from the minute she’d been turned. He knew damn well the method existed, that certain vampires preferred the complete lack of interaction it provided. But it was a course of last resort. Old school norms led him to teach her otherwise. She’d be extraordinarily vulnerable if she didn’t learn how to obtain food on her own, to bite without pain.
    Although Kade was relieved that Sydney had finally fed, Gemma was a complication he hadn’t expected. At one time, she’d been a trusted food source. Irresponsibly, he’d fucked her on one occasion, but it’d meant nothing…to him. She’d played it down when he’d asked her to help with Sydney. He should have known that Gemma still had feelings for him. Bringing her home had been a lapse in judgment, one that could have cost him dearly. In Sydney’s feral state, she surely would have killed Gemma.
    Claiming his mate publicly had been the only way to convince her and everyone else at the club that she, despite being vampire, belonged to him. The rasp of his zipper coming down drew his attention back to Sydney, who clearly sought to continue the demonstration.
    “What are you doing, baby?” Kade asked with a smile. He laughed as she pushed him over to the wall.
    “What do you think I’m doing?” She lifted her shirt and cupped her breasts. Teasing her nipples into fine points, she licked her lips. The fabric fell and she grinned, slipping her hand into his trousers.
    “You sure about this, love? It’s not something you usually do in public…aw, fuck,” he cried, as she took his dick in her