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contents of the can herself and ate one of the sandwiches. She sat having a picnic on his bed, staring at his cock, eating chocolate, and thinking he was one of the most beautiful things she’d ever seen. She was losing her marbles.
    Chloe wiped his face and body with the cloth she’d brought from her room. She hoped it made him feel better. Afterwards, she rubbed cream over the sore red lines, taking her time about it, making sure she soothed every one. She couldn’t ignore the heat pooling between her legs.
    Touching him, even in this way, turned her on and she felt terrible, as though she was taking advantage. One thing she was proud of. Though it was a constant temptation, she never once touched his cock. She gave him one last look and returned to her room.

    “Rufus, you could have been a bit gentler. Yelling into her head like that.”
    “I’m a dragon, Phoebe. I yell. It worked, didn’t it? No police. And no help. Angel, are you asleep?”
    “No, I’m just wondering how she’ll react when she realizes what he is.”

    “He’s yummy. He’s got no scales and only two legs. She’ll love him.”

Chapter Five
    Luka’s eyelids fluttered open, hoping for a nightmare, but when he tried to move and couldn’t, he knew this was real. He strained against the chains and only stopped when the coppery tang of his blood reached his nostrils. He licked his lips and grunted at the strange taste in his mouth.
    What the hell was that? He needed to feed, though he wasn’t desperate. Hunger was a normal accompaniment to waking, because while he slept, his body used blood to repair cells. Luka could go a couple of days without feeding so long as he didn’t abuse his body by doing something stupid such as pressing the boundaries of his exposure to light, or getting wrapped up head to foot in silver chains. He looked down and frowned.
    His chances of breaking free diminished every minute that he remained pinned to the wall because as his body struggled to heal itself, he grew weaker. The silver was eating into him, his flesh sealing around it. Without fresh blood, he would never be strong enough to break free. It was not yet sunset. But it would be soon and then they’d come. He’d resisted last night, though wasn’t sure he could hold out again. There was one tiny ray in the darkness because he’d sensed someone near who wanted to help, but the feeling was hazy.
    They’d darted him when he’d been captured, he suspected, with holy water. Injected into his bloodstream it had been enough to render him instantly unconscious. Now they wanted to seduce him. Correction. Not seduce. They wanted his seed and they were prepared to rape him to get it.
    Luka grimaced. If they succeeded, he was as good as dead.
    The door flew open and the two bitches walked in. Raven-haired Eve and the younger vampire, Krista, whose long straight hair shone a luminescent silver in the dim light. Luka tried to picture them ugly and spotty. It didn’t work. The pair wore transparent negligees, their nipples tenting the sheer material.
    “My turn first,” said Eve, pushing Krista aside.
    “Not fair. You went first last night, I want --” One glare from Eve and Krista shut up.
    It confirmed to Luka that Eve was in charge, though the pair were equally dangerous. Eve stood before him, kept her eyes glued to his, and let the only thing she was wearing slide from her shoulders to puddle on the floor. A puff of smoke flared in Luka’s groin and he snuffed it out before sparks developed.
    “Well, hello there, big boy,” she purred.
    Luka wished he could laugh at the corny line. Eve moved her naked body as close to him as she could without touching the chains. He wondered if they’d not thought of that problem when they’d come up with this plan. Silver was as unpleasant to them as it was to him. Eve cupped her breasts and licked her lips. Luka tried not to think about what she was doing and concentrated on the metal cutting his skin. He tugged at