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cell.”
    “I must object this time. He hasn’t done anything that we’ve asked from the moment he was brought in. I don’t think this one will go easy into bondage.”
    “Open the cell.” She tried to keep the edge out of her voice. “Please,” she added as an afterthought. There was something about him. She needed to get closer to him, no matter the cost.
    Clive was about to protest. She let the weight of her stare rest on him as she flashed her fangs. Danika’s pure blood placed her higher on the food chain in Vampire society than Clive, much higher. Which meant whatever Danika wanted, he was bound to oblige, if he wanted to stay in good graces. But this was his house and his business. So her influence was limited when it came to those two things.
    Clive bowed and Danika refocused her attention on the enticement sitting on the floor. She was losing control; of that much, it was clear. She needed to be careful.
    * * * *
    Mason hadn’t taken a breath in at least a minute. Not since he’d smelled her coming. Before he laid eyes on her, he knew she was a queen among commoners when it came to Vampires. No more than five foot six without the boots, her body was shaped to make every male sit up and pay attention. Curvy and strong with knockout hips and a bosom meant for pleasure. Her waist was so small that he knew just by looking at it that his hands would wrap full around. Her red hair was pulled up in a tight hairstyle that accentuated her high cheekbones and lush red lips. But he’d seen eyes and skin like hers before. She hadn’t been feeding, and she’d been spending too much time awake during the light hours. The makeup she used to hide how much she was hurting did little to cover the evidence.
    As the door swung open and she stepped inside, he took a breath. She smelled sweet and musky at the same time. Her scent swirled in his brain, making his blood heat and his skin tingle. His temperature rose several degrees and he tried to keep calm. She strode to the center of the cell and stared at him with her bright, glowing blue eyes. Every muscle in his body tensed with anticipation.
    “Will you stand up for me, please?” Her voice was husky, thick.
    The tips of her fangs peaked out from under her upper lip. A wave of desire shook his core. Keep it together. He couldn’t afford for his adrenaline to start pumping any harder.
    She waited in the center of the cell. He didn’t want to stand, he didn’t want to move, but something inside him was bound to obey her. He put his feet under himself and pushed his way off the floor.
    When he stood up at his full height, her eyes widened ever so slightly. He clasped his hands in front of his groin to cover his arousal.
    She didn’t look at him like a piece of meat, the way most Vampires did. She studied him.
    “Your name is Mason, correct?”
    “Yes.”
    “How old are you?”
    “Thirty-two,” he lied.
    Her eyes flickered at his answer. “What did you do in your encampment?”
    “I was in charge of recon missions.”
    “Is that how you were caught?”
    He gritted his teeth. “Yes.” The thoughts of how they’d been captured were still painful.
    Clive raised the hand holding the remote. Mason tensed and the female Vampire turned.
    “That won’t be necessary, Clive. I believe we’re getting on fine, thank you,” she said. His heart shuddered as she gazed at him again. The smile she’d given Clive remained planted on her face for a split second before falling. It was so flawless and natural looking, a falsehood hiding the immeasurable pain written in her eyes. Those beautiful, too-bright eyes that he wished he could gaze into forever.
    She swallowed hard and her hand quavered when she touched her hair. She was afraid, but of what?
    “Thank you for your time, Mason,” she finally said.
    “You’re welcome.” He inclined his head in respect. She studied him again for a moment while chewing her lip. The way her fangs grazed her lower lip made his arousal