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possessed her gift. Because he was part of it.
    Her eyes opened, and she could see the masculine surroundings of Dominic’s attic room. Their room. The attic had been, and still was, his solace; a place where he could remain hidden when midnight came, and he morphed into a spectral being. Kerrigan almost never left his side.
    When Dominic’s younger brother, Colton, had arrived, she had offered him the bedroom that had been hers from childhood. It was a logical decision for her to move in with Dominic since she spent every night with him anyway.
    Her lover’s cold, labored breaths were in her ear, spilling over the skin of her neck. The condition he was left in after his soul was nearly ripped from his body made his breath unusually icy, but it was a side effect she found erotic.
    Per his normal routine, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his strong embrace. His warm skin contrasted with his cool breath, and she allowed the dual sensation to cocoon her. She inhaled deeply. The aroma of his intoxicating scent infiltrated her senses, adding to the rapture of being in his arms.
    “About that stunt you just pulled...” His voice was raspy and breathless as he broached the topic of her mischievous manipulation of his twin mark, their button, so to speak. “Why did you do it?”
    He wasn’t angry. Frustrated, yes, but not angry.
    “I just wanted to see what would happen.”
    “Well, you got your answer. Apparently it turns me into an archaic animal, and I can’t control my more primal urges.” Dominic was not a gentle person by nature, but with Kerrigan, he was nothing less than a knight in shining armor. He adored her and carefully worshipped her body as if he might break her with the slightest of touches.
    “Newsflash, Dominic. Sometimes a good, hard fuck is just as pleasurable. Either way, we’re still making love. There’s just something about knowing you crave me so much that you lose control over your sensibilities. Sensibilities which hold you back, by the way. I don’t want you to hold back with me. Ever.”
    “You deserve to be treated better.”
    She laughed. “Any better than what you just did and I’ll be walking bow-legged for the better part of a year. You could never disappoint, Dominic. It’s just not part of your genetic makeup. I’m not some fragile piece of china, so stop worrying so much. I loved what we just did, and I fully intend to take advantage of the fact that I know how to make you behave more primal , as you say, in the future. Don’t act surprised when I do.”
    “Mmhmm, just remember that what’s good for the goose, is good for the gander.”
    “Promises, promises,” she goaded him. He growled before giving her a playful nip on her bare shoulder.
    It had been Dominic’s idea for her to go to her special place while they made love, curious as to whether or not it would enhance her pleasure. He was shocked to find it also enhanced his. Her eyes were the only indication when she was channeling her gift, the blue of her irises almost seeming to glow in their paleness. It was an awe-inspiring sight.
    Kerrigan was ecstatic when she found she could do it, telling him how she could see him there with her. His mortal eyes were incapable of beholding the same sights as she, but he never complained. The vision before him wasn’t any less splendorous. The way she melted into his arms—it was like all her inhibitions washed away.
    Milagros, more affectionately known as Millie, jumped up onto the bed and turned two circles before nestling into Kerrigan’s side. He had been ejected from the bed once their frolicking had ensued—none too happy about the rude eviction—and had been sulking on the black futon that lined the opposite wall, his paws over his eyes. Apparently, he didn’t care for the X-rated show, but was happy to finally be able to return to his cozy spot in the bed.
    The stray pup had been a victim of a hit and run. Kerrigan had used her gift to save