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Dego-Ta slid up next to him.
Here. He opened his wrist with a flick of his chelae. Take this.
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Mike didn t need to be asked twice. His mouth locked down, his teeth punched
through and he pulled blood. A deep thumping noise sounded off in Dego-Ta s chest.
His eyes bled to gold and his respirations hitched.
The burn of healing fired up across Mike s chest and stomach. Things on the
inside of him moved, healed, and then the gaping wounds sealed and turned all
shiny. Mike s Stain hid the bruises left behind, but he could feel them when he took a
breath.
Dego-Ta flicked a look up and down his body. He knew the Male was aroused,
but then he was Kin. Sex and food were the same and everything was sex or food.
Okay, that s enough. Wendy waved her gun.
But he wants more. Dego-Ta cut his golden gaze over to her.
Hell, yeah, Mike wanted more. He grabbed the Male s arm and bit harder.
Mike! Wendy had to say his name a few times before he would look at her.
You need to let him go.
But he tastes so fucking good.
Mike! There was a lot of desperation in her tone. Wendy was scared of Dego-Ta
or maybe scared of him for Mike?
Dego-Ta smiled. His free hand petted Mike across the ribs. You don t have to let
go, Mike. I can finish this for you. You d like that, wouldn t you? So calm. So sure.
Dego-Ta even purred a little there at the end.
Yeah, Mike would. He bit harder, pulled blood faster.
Wendy pushed the muzzle of the gun against the Male s head. Make him let go.
But he doesn t--
I m not asking, I m telling you. Make him let go, or I will shoot you and then he
can eat your remains.
Dego-Ta s hand slid around Mike s throat and a pressure point grew near his
windpipe. Mike fought against opening his mouth, but the Male was too strong. His
bite popped free and Dego-Ta scooted back out of reach.
Fuck! Mike made a grab for the Male but he was already up and heading
towards the door. Dego-Ta s hard gaze hit him one last time, then he was gone.
Jesus...Mike... Wendy went to her knees beside him. She tucked the gun into
the waistband of her jeans after she flicked on the safety. I m sorry, I would have
been here sooner but I keep my phone turned off at the Clinic. Thank God of Man, I
remembered to put the gun in the car. Are you okay? When she reached out to Mike
he jerked away.
Get back! Jacked up on the unfinished feed, his body hummed like a live wire.
Mike had no idea if he was still Human enough to rape someone. Kin wouldn t force
a person to have sex against their will, they sure as hell would eat them. Either way,
the outcome wouldn t be good.
Easy, Mike. Let me help you.
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He slapped her hands away and tried to stand up. Mike s feet slid in the blood and
he wound up on his ass. Wendy grabbed his arm.
God, Wendy, please. Please don t. The please came out like heese with his
teeth down. You should have let me finish. I m not safe.
Let me help you into the bathroom. The hot water will ease the hunger.
It would, but her helping him meant he had to touch her. Worse, she d be close
with her scent up his nose. Mike shook his head. This time when he forced himself
up, he grabbed hold of the handle on the fridge to keep from sliding. God, the kitchen
was a mess. Along with the blood, there were bits and pieces of Ruka clinging to the
walls. Mike lurched in the direction of the bathroom. He teetered to the right and
Wendy was beside him to keep him from falling over. He tried to push her away.
Let me help you, Mike.
I don t want to hurt you.
I ve been with Saba for fifty years, and I can handle myself around a full bloo-
ded Male. I can handle myself around you. I know you think you re scary, but ferals
are far worse than you could ever be.
But Mike was scary. He wanted to fuck her and eat her and in no particular order.
Wendy pulled him in the direction of the bathroom and helped him into the Jacuzzi-
sized tub. Mike had wondered why anyone needed a tub this big, then Saba had fed
him in it.
Wendy turned on the water and flipped the knob on the top of the spigot. The
pipes rattled and a blast of hot water struck against Mike s back. Wendy s hands tou-
ched his shorts and he stopped her. No.
Wendy frowned, They re getting wet.
No, please. He was hard and he didn t want her to know how much he wanted
her.
Wendy said, I m not ashamed.
Mike shook his head. She might not be ashamed, but he was. So very ashamed.
Wendy worked on the button of his jeans, then the zipper. She didn t even seem to
see his cock when it fell against his stomach as she pealed back his jeans.
Why didn t you let me finish?
What? She looked up.
Finish. You should have let me finish.
Mike s jeans made a wet sound when they hit the floor. Wendy petted his cheek,
his neck. He wanted her to touch him lower. He wanted to taste her flesh, her blood.
But Wendy was Saba s.
She said, I couldn t, Mike. Ruka and Dego-Ta are flesh traders. They ve been
trying to get an audience with Saba for weeks to meet you.
Mike blinked. Flesh traders? No wonder Ruka had been stupid enough to go
after Wendy. More dangerous than drug dealing, flesh trading was big business in the
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Dens, and people always died. Klere had brought them here, which meant the Male
had broken Saba s one absolute by bringing them into the safe house.
Mike said, Why would they want to meet me?
You re strong. Your blood is potent enough to sate the worst flesh addict. It
makes you valuable. There are Males who want you, but none of them have passed
Saba s requirements.
Passed his requirements? And here Mike thought he hadn t been suitable. That
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