“For?”

He let out a drawn out grunt that earned him a moan of my own. Then, as though breaking out of a spell, his eyes snapped open and he growled.

“You shouldn’t have done that.” he snarled, his tone venomous.

He threw me back in an instant, so quickly I didn’t have the chance to blink, never mind explain.

My body collided with the wall at such a force the whole caravan rocked.

His strength was so great, it was like I was nothing more than a ragdoll.

“What the fuck?” I hissed at him, wincing as I touched the back of my head and fought to right myself. If I’d been wiser, I might have shown fear at that, but I was too angry to be scared of him.

How fucking dare he.

This time, I didn’t give him a chance to react as I leapt at him and slapped his face.

His hand snatched my wrist when I moved to slap him a second time.

For a moment he just stared at me, his eyes completely dark.

If his fangs had been out I would have thought he was about to bite me, but they weren’t. He just stared.

“What?” I spat at him. “Is this how you like to treat your women, let them get you off and the second you cum you throw them across the room—”

“I didn’t…” he cut me off, letting go of my wrist, looking down to the wet patch on his jeans, somehow seemingly only just noticing what had happened.

His face flickered with something akin to mortification and his features softened for a moment before returning to his usual tough guy asshole facade.

I laughed, because maybe I wanted to humiliate him, or maybe I wanted to goad him further. Either way, he didn’t rise to it, instead slumping back down into the worn settee.

He ran a hand over his face and squeezed his eyes shut. When he reopened them, they were back to that stupidly beautiful brown.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered.

“Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that,” I deadpanned. “What did you say?”

He exhaled a long breath. “I. Am. Sorry.”

“For?”

“You know what,” he sneered.

“Hm, I know that I know. Not so sure you do though, so say it,” I demanded from him.

If he thought I’d make this easy on him, he was wrong.

Arrogant prick. He might have saved my life, but I had also saved his.

Twice now. And if he hadn’t have chased me down in the first place, none of this would have happened.

He groaned, his jaw flexing before he looked me right in the eyes as he spoke.

“I am sorry for throwing you across the room, and I am sorry for—,” he paused, his voice lowering slightly.

“For taking advantage of you. I didn’t mean to…

to ‘get off on you’ as you put it. There’s a reason vampires don’t share blood.

Well, not unless they’re mated, but that’s beside the point.

It was the act of sharing blood that caused the ah…

erection and subsequent release. I wasn’t in my right mind.

I could have killed you, for fucks sake. ”

I crossed my arms and dropped into the seat next to him. “Well,” I said defensively. “I’m not so easily killed and I obviously didn’t know that giving you my blood would do that. But it’s not like I had a choice. You weren’t responding to anything. You should be thanking me.”

“Thank you,” he said, and for the first time I heard genuine sincerity in his words.

“It’s fine,” I muttered, though I was still pissed at him. Not to mention that he might have found his release, but I sure as shit hadn’t. But more than that, the adrenaline was wearing off and I realised just how beyond exhausted I truly was.

We sat in silence for a heartbeat, neither of us knowing what to say or do until finally, he got up.

“I’m going to get cleaned up,” he said gruffly.

“Then we leave. I’m not taking any chances, we can’t stay here.

More could be on the way already and as much as leaving at first light would be easier… we can’t.”

“You mean you can’t,” I said, unable to resist the dig. Though I didn’t like the thought of more of those things coming for us.

“Fair, but I think we both know that you wouldn’t get far without me. Those beasts aren’t the only creatures hunting for you, or have you already forgotten what happened at Eve’s place? You need me.”

He didn’t bother waiting for my response before disappearing into the back room of the caravan.

Well, fuck you too Davien.

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