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to reach them. “My hands are going numb.”
    “Housekeeping first.”
    He removed her helmet and tossed it across the room, then relieved her of her weapons belt. The bloodsucker was dangling her like a puppet on a string and had stripped her of most of her weapons. Advantage vampire.
    Harper had no idea what he had planned for her, but vampires didn’t pass up fresh human blood. Blood gave them strength and made them horny. Harper groaned. She was going to get sucked and fucked.
    The vampire lowered her to the floor, took each of her hands in his and spun her around. He yanked her arms behind her back.
    She gritted her teeth. The bloodsucker had nearly pulled her arms out of their sockets.
    He crossed her wrists and clamped a large cold hand around them. He was forceful and so damn strong she might as well be cuffed. “I can’t feel my hands.”
    “That’s the least of your worries. Let’s go.”
    Go ? A horrible thought bloomed in her brain. If he took her to the Cemetery she’d be torn apart.
    Harper tried to plant her feet, but he pushed her forward. “I can snap your arms like twigs. Don’t tempt me.”
    Keeping a tight hold on her wrists, he marched her into the dark recesses of the building. It was black as pitch, but the vampire had no trouble navigating. She was turned right, then left.
    “Stairs,” he said, warning her seconds before she reached them.
    Twelve . Silently, she counted. He turned to the left. Ten steps later he stopped. Harper had memorized the path, but even if he released her she’d never beat him to her vehicle.
    He spun her around, shoved her up against a wall and manacled a wrist. She struck out, her fist connecting with his body. Pain exploded in her hand and radiated up her arm. The vampire grabbed her other hand and snapped a restraint around her wrist.
    Although she was blind in the darkness, Harper knew he was standing in front of her. Mustering her anger and strength, she raised her right knee and went for his crotch.
    Instead of connecting with his vampire junk, her knee slammed into his hand. His fingers dug into flesh. Pain rocketed through her knee. “Bastard.”
    He tightened his grip. “Try that again and you’ll limp for the rest of your life.”
    The pain was so intense her eyes welled with tears. “Fuck you.”
    “That wasn’t the plan,” he said, in that silky voice. “But I’ll give your request consideration.”
    What was the plan? Whatever it was, it wasn’t good.
    I’m gonna die .

Chapter Three
     
    Sex wasn’t part of his revenge. Egan wanted the agent to pay for killing Noah. Pay in sweat and fear. He knew what she was, what she did night after night against his kind. Still, she tempted him.
    Nostrils quivering, he inhaled, drawing in her amazing scent. The incredible mix of woman and blood pushed all thought of torture out of his mind. A slow sweep of desire moved through him. Egan wanted to taste her, savor the tangy sweetness of her blood.
    Damn the devil, he wanted her. Desire coiled, tighter and tighter, low in his groin.
    He released her knee and placed his hands on her thighs. Kneeling, he slid his palms along the length of her legs to her ankles. The thought of her naked with her long legs wrapped around his waist bloomed in his brain. Ripping off her hated DSA uniform would be fun and with all that anger boiling inside her, Agent Croix would be deliciously hot.
    Egan licked his fangs. Just smelling her kept them extended and sharp.
    Gripping her ankles, Egan pulled her legs apart. He leaned close, his nose a breath away from the juncture of her thighs. Scented heat poured from her body, teasing the cold skin on his face. Raw hunger coiled in his groin. For the first time in a very, long time, Egan was mesmerized.
    He wanted to see her naked. He wanted to lick, kiss, fuck and feed.
    She shifted her hips from side to side, trying to move away from him, but all she did was arouse him more.
    He wanted to hear her cry, but not in pain. What