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Christian frowned and rushed to a corner of the room out of Harriet s sight. Make
sure he s secure, Cristina.
I m not going anywhere near him. Look at his eyes! Cristina s voice trembled.
Ohmigod, and his fangs are getting longer! Those are the biggest I ve ever seen.
His fangs are fixed in his head& he s just pulling back his lips so they seem bigger.
Besides, those fangs will be buried in your lovely neck if you don t make sure he can t
get loose. His voice grew testy. I don t have to run faster than him, I just have to beat
you to the door.
Cristina shot him a look that could have singed steel. You forget yourself.
Christian sneered. Your powerful connections won t do you any good in here,
darlin . We re locked in, alone, and raw strength is the only power that matters.
Cristina regarded him for a moment before she grinned brightly. But why are we
fighting? We ve got things to do. Fun things. And when we re done, I want my wolf
jacket.
Her fists tightened in Harriet s fur, pulling at the hair and making Harriet s anger
rise. Some norms had the nerve to call her a bitch& they should have the misfortune to
meet this female piece of work.
Christian chuckled. You ll get your fur jacket, my dear. I just have to figure out a
way to make her change after I ve had my fun with her. No way am I fucking a wolf-
bitch. I like my partners with two legs, not four.
A ripple of horror ran along Harriet s fur and she resolved nothing would make her
change back to her human shape. Still under the residual influence of the silver in her
blood and the full moon she d left behind not so long ago, she felt comfortable and
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secure in fur. Unless she really willed it, the change wouldn t come over her for a long
while. Nothing the Chris-kids could do would make her.
Cristina trailed a finger the wrong way along Harriet s fur as she walked back to
where Thomas was tied. You know, she threw the words over her shoulder at Chris,
he isn t so scary after all. If he were able to get free, he would have by now.
Harriet tried to turn her head to see Thomas. Immediately she heard Chris voice in
her ear. You want to watch, little wolfie? Sure, I can fix that.
With a jerk he swung the bench a little more until Harriet s head was facing her
lover. She tried not to gasp at the sight, his body crisscrossed with silver chains that
looked fragile but the metal alone was enough to confine him. Bright red streaks
showed on his naked chest where the metal touched his skin and she knew from his
mind that the marks burned. His normally sweet dark eyes were aglow with a furious
red light that gave Harriet pause. She remembered how he d torn apart the men outside
the ship at the space station when they first met and then those in the hold back on the
Sleepwalker.
Oblivious to the threat the vampire posed, Cristina reached out and stroked a hand
along his shoulder. He s strong. A wonderful physical specimen. I hope his cock
measures up to his other muscles.
If not, I can always help out, Chris offered. Between the two of us, we should be
able to give you what you need.
Christian, when will you learn? You can warm me up for others, but I don t bang
my business partners. Just the throwaways.
Right. Chris turned away and Harriet heard him say under his breath, That s
going to change, and damned soon. Aloud, he said, So what do you want to start
with? We need a little stress relief, you know? He rolled his shoulders and stretched
his arms. They ve led us far too long a chase.
So they have. Cristina gave up running her palms down Thomas chest. When
she turned, Harriet watched her eyes narrow into a wicked expression. The woman was
evil and incapable of hiding it.
Cristina would never have made a good operative the way she had. Not even close.
The stupid bitch would have been made on her first job. Harriet suppressed a snicker.
While the Chris-kids were bickering, Harriet tested her bonds once more. No give
at all. She couldn t even twitch her paws. Spread as she was, her claws were useless. In
order to cut herself free, she d have to reach her bonds first, and she d need traction to
do anything. Her toes met nothing but air.
She couldn t even tell what they d used to bind her. Shackles, she guessed, but what
type? The ones she d noticed on the walk-through with Rick and Thomas were all made
for securing and disabling humans. There d been nothing indicating parafolk were
welcome or expected in Chris little home away from home.
She was positioned so she straddled one of the padded benches. She d bet it had
been raised so her paws hovered above the floor, just far enough to prevent her from
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touching anything. Her muzzle pointed into the room, where she could see Thomas and
Cristina. The other woman had pulled down the straps around her chest and was
rubbing her bared breasts across his thighs.
Again the red glow of Thomas eyes gave Harriet pause. What an idiot that woman
was, to display herself so close to a vampire clearly in the throes of strong bloodlust.
From the fierce expression Thomas wore, it was likely closer to a blood craze, although
she d never heard of such a thing.
Of course, until she met Rick and Thomas, she d never known of psychic
communication between the different types of parafolk. Her time spent with them had
given her quite an education. Who knew what other unusual circumstances might
exist?
While she watched, Cristina reached up and drew a fingernail from her shoulder
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De minimis - o najmniejszych rzeczach.
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Dobro to tylko to, co szlachetne, zło to tylko to, co haniebne.
Dla człowieka nie tylko świat otaczający jest zagadką; jest on nią sam dla siebie. I z obu tajemnic bardziej dręczącą wydaje się ta druga. Antoni Kępiński (1918-1972)
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