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It was starting to sink in. I gulped. “Let me guess. Incubus blood ink?”
He smirked. “Now you’re catching on.”
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Okay. I could handle this. “So, in order to charge that one, you have to…””Yep,” he answered. “Let’s just say there’s a reason I don’t hold class on weekends.”
My face turned red hot. Once again, I felt like a sheltered farm girl. “Wow,” I choked out. Then another thought occurred to me. “Who else knows?””About the moonlighting as a hunter, or the sigils?”
I considered it for a second before answering, “Both.””Just Cole,” he said with a shrug. “And now you.”
The weight of that was heavy on my shoulders as it settled in. “Holy shit.””You can probably understand why I don’t go around telling people,” he snorted.”Yeah, I can see that,” I conceded. Part of me wanted to ask if that was why they had broken up, but despite showing up unannounced and uninvited at his apartment building, that felt like crossing the line. “And you’re not going to have a hard time taking someone home from the club when you have to explain that?” I gestured to his newly stitched wound. It still didn’t look anywhere close to healed.
He just shrugged, but I could tell I had a point from the fact that he didn’t respond to it. “I’ll figure something out.”
I had started fiddling with the ring around my neck without realizing it, and abruptly stopped. If there was anything more personal and vulnerable than offering to let someone drink my blood, it was probably what I was considering when he interjected, “I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t make things weird.”
My face grew even warmer. And this time, there was no physical exertion I could blame the blush on. “You didn’t. I just… I mean, I’m not… If it would…”
The confusion on his face just made everything so much worse and I buried my head in my hands. “Oh, God.”
He was silent for a few moments so torturous I finally had to look up, and I did, his eyes were beaming with amusement. “Are you offering to sleep with me?”
I opened my mouth to deny it, but all that came out was an empty croak. “Is that thing that attacked you still around? I’d like to feed myself to it.”
The bastard’s grin widened. He was loving this. before I could think of what to do, he came back over to sit next to me. “You’re cute when you’re flustered, y’know.””Can we just pretend I didn’t -” I broke off as he cupped my cheek in his hand, rough and warm, and my body melted at his touch. I loathed myself for the response, but I couldn’t even blame it on heat this time.
This was all me.
* * *
Marcus was a damn good kisser.
The evidence was in the fact that two minutes into our makeout session, I had all but completely forgotten the whole hunter thing. Or at least, the more animalistic side of me was more than willing to let it slide.
My hands traveled down the chest I’d spent more than enough hours ogling in the gym. His body felt so hard and strong against mine. Now that I actually had the chance to touch rather than just look, I wasn’t going to take it for granted.”My turn,” he said against my lips, his voice gravelly as he peeled my shirt over my head. I found myself wishing I wasn’t just wearing a plain gray sports bra underneath, but the lust in his eyes made it feel like I was clad in catwalk-ready lingerie. He palmed my breasts and squeezed them in his massive hands before traveling down over my torso and spanning my waist. He leaned in to kiss my throat, and I instinctively turned my head to give him better access.
I moaned as his teeth grazed my neck, and his hands traveled back around to grope my ass as I ground against his lap. His cock was already hard, and I rubbed up against it shamelessly until his hands gripped me harder and he growled against my throat. That animalistic response made it clear the runes had taken a little more of his humanity than even he seemed to think. I wasn’t sure what kind of monster that made him. Demon. Vampire. Some otherworldly combination thereof.
Either way, he was a hunter, and that made him more dangerous than anything. Unfortunately, to my newfound nympho tendencies, that just made it even hotter.”Fuck,” he gritted out, his eyes glazed as he looked back at me, hands planted on my hips to hold me still. “You’re getting me too fired up, pup. Let’s get to the bedroom.”
At the moment, that seemed like an unnecessary trek, but I climbed off his lap. He took my hand and led me into the bedroom at the end of the hall. It was neater than I expected, even if it wasn’t much homier than the rest of the place. Just a bed, a dresser, a laundry hamper, and a desk with a laptop. Not that setting the mood was really a problem right now.”Not much for decoration, huh?” I asked dryly.