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feed from.  Eric held up his wrist and Striker bit into it as gently as he could.  He sealed Eric's wrist, running his tongue over the bite marks and then sealed his own wrist.  He was glad they were sitting as Eric showed he was feeling the blissful feeling of drinking Striker's blood.  ‘Wow.’  Eric's voice echoed in his head.
    Striker agreed he hadn't realized how potent the Fae's blood would be to him as Eric was his first.  'I agree.  That was different.'
    "At least now we know it will work for us ,” Eric said aloud.
    "I am going to check the email once more and then grab a shower ,” Striker told Eric.
    Eric nodded.  "If you don't mind, I will go jump in while you are on the computer."
    Striker absently nodded as he was booting up the laptop.  Eric got up, grabbed a change of clothes, and went to the doorway of the bedroom.  Neither male had brought up the subject of sleeping arrangements with Mia.  They didn't want to scare her but neither would they let her sleep alone in a separate room.
    He looked inside, ready to explain his presence when he saw that Mia had fallen asleep reading her book.  She looked so peaceful .  She had pulled back the bedspread and was laying on the sheets.  He set his clothes down, walked over to stand beside her sleeping form, and carefully covered her with the blanket at the bottom of the bed.  He took her book and set it aside on the nightstand.  He couldn't resist reaching out and gently tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.  Gods, she smells so good , he thought.
    'Eric, remember I can hear you ,’ Striker's voice came through Eric's mind.
    Eric had to stop himself from laughing aloud .  'Sorry, I forgot, but she does.'
    'I know that ,’ growled Striker.
    'I'm going to take that shower now ,’ Eric told him.  There was no response so Eric shrugged, picked his clothes up, and headed for the bathroom.
    Striker shook his head as he focused back on the email in front of him.  It was from the compound and simply gave the message that everyone was accounted for and were presently safe.  It also listed those killed in the attack.  Striker was sad to see a few friends on that list.  He didn't like them being this close to the compound.  They were only a few hours southwest and that made him uneasy.
    Striker knew Roarke may have orchestrated the attack but it wasn't Roarke himself.  Striker needed to find out who on this side of the ocean was running things for Roarke.  First, he had to see Mia and Eric safely to the Senate compound.  Then he would go after the one responsible for endangering his mates.
    He knew Eric had found Mia asleep in bed and when he heard Eric's mental groan and subsequent thought of how good she smelled, Striker had gotten hard.  He knew how good she smelled.  He could smell her from where he sat on the couch in the living area.  He could hear her heart beating and the blood running through her veins.  It all called to him, demanding that he claim Mia as his mate.  He pushed those desires away and then realized something odd.  Mia's heartbeat was speeding up as if she were in distress.  He frowned just as he heard her scream.
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    Eric was just finishing his shower, rinsing off, thinking of Mia and her beautiful body.  He had decided to relieve himself, as he was as hard as a rock when he heard Mia scream.  He bolted out of the shower, grabbing a towel as a second thought.

Chapter Five
     
     
    Mia was dreaming of Eric and Striker sitting with her on a blanket out in the sun, having a picnic.  Eric had kindly spread out a large quilt while Striker had carried the basket of goodies.  They had all taken a seat and she was enjoying the scenery with both men sitting on either side of her.  Striker leaned into her, touching her lips with his in a light kiss that turned into a kiss that devoured.  He plundered her mouth as he gently pushed her back onto the blanket.
    When he released her mouth, he moved back