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deeply it left no room for the foreign emotions snaking from the man holding her. His power brushed against her heart, searching for access. Regina shut him out by holding tightly to her love and anguish.
    He bent lower so his face stroked Regina’s cheek. Inhaling, he savored her fragrance. A riot of tingling chased across her skin. His cool lips chilled her ear even as his words froze her heart. “You love me.”
    Swooning, Regina clung to the man. Her arms clutched around his neck. Her fingers spiked through his wonderfully soft hair. With each struggling gasp, her breasts rubbed and tingled against his hard chest. Even through the heavy petticoats of her skirt, her hips ground against his thighs. Everything was spinning. Regina fought for control.
    He lowered his mouth to her throat. His oddly chilled breath spilled over her skin, raising goose bumps all over her body. Her nipples tightened until they almost burned to be pressed so firmly against him. He repeated, “You love me.”
    The force of his words flung Regina back until only his arms prevented her fall. Her head hung back and to the side until her neck ached to be so stretched. She closed her eyes and fought the influence stroking at her soul, trying to coax entrance. She didn’t love this strange man. She didn’t. She loved Caden. Only Caden. And he’d abandoned her. He’d never truly loved her. God, how she hated him for his betrayal.
    The man’s icy lips parted and closed over her throat. His tongue circled and teased over her pulse, making her eyes roll back with unwanted pleasure. She clutched at the liquidy, smooth fabric of the back of his silk shirt. She didn’t mean to squirm wantonly into his body, but with each swirl of his tongue, he marked her body with passion for him. Her body and her mind split. Physically, she gave herself over to the desire spilling through her cells. Mentally, she spat curses at him as if that might drive him away.
    The pricks of pain from her neck shot through Regina like a jolt of electricity. Her body bucked with orgasm and she heaved herself into him. Each long draft of her blood he consumed slammed her into him like a tidal wave. Frantic tingling rocketed down her body, numbing her to every other sensation until she felt nothing but his mouth on her neck and a frantic buzzing.
    Caden! she screamed mentally. Help me!
    But he didn’t come. Because he didn’t love her. He’d never loved her. He’d only been using her. Regina opened her eyes even though everything had gone black. She hated Caden. She hated him and every other son-of-a-bitch man on the planet.
    Weakly, Regina tasted something. It burned her tongue and the sharp, aromatic scent crackled like flame in her sinuses. It flooded her mouth and dribbled out the corners.
    “Swallow,” the vibrant voice ordered. The word moved through her like a strike of a bass drum. Regina swallowed.
    More of the thick liquid came and again he willed her to take it in. The more she consumed, the more something inside of her changed, twisted and unfurled. Regina’s eyes refocused and her body returned to her awareness.
    The vampire held her, his arms under her back and knees. Her face nuzzled into his throat, which now felt pleasantly warm to her. Breaking her mouth from the bleeding gash in the soft curve where his neck sloped to his chest, she licked away the dribbles of blood that had escaped in attractive drizzles down his muscled chest. His shirt was unbuttoned and the fingers of one of her hands caressed and teased his stiff nipple. He smiled down at her, so handsome, so stunning. Softly, he reminded her, “You love me.”
    She snarled a smile that rubbed her lips against her newly formed fangs. Even as she caressed him, she said, “I hate you.”
    Rage recalled the look of confusion on Ripper’s face. It had been priceless. Only later when she heard the vampire saying, “As you are taken, so you become”, did she understand. Ripper had tried to rebirth her