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know it when I hear it."
    "You really think you can distract me and get away with what you stole?"
    "What I-- Oh. Right. Forgot about that."
    And I honestly think she had forgotten.
    Slipping a hand behind her back, I drew her up and knelt on the bed, bringing her into my embrace. She licked my skin and neck and poked her tongue through the silver circle lashed around my neck on braided leather. Oh, yes. There. Ahh... Gauging my pulse with her tongue to my vein, she then made way to my mouth with her sweet pink lips that kissed with a passionate fierceness of which, I couldn't get enough.
    My hands skated on her silken skin. She arched her back and tilted her hips to match my movements, and when I slid a finger over her smooth mons she hummed through our kiss, signaling I'd found the sensitive bud that topped her folds. The tiny jewel was slick and hard. I stroked it slowly, then faster, a little harder, then softly, reading her coos and moans as a roadmap to her pleasure.
    "Cinder, yes." Her head tucked against my neck, and her fingernails digging into my chest, I winced at the delicious pain. Her other hand stroked my cock, luring the swollen head to her wetness. "Feel my fire," she whispered. "Claim it if you can."
    I was all over that challenge.
    Lifting her by the hips, she wrapped her legs around mine, and I lowered her onto my shaft, groaning deep in my throat at the hot, tight connection that blasted through my senses with an atomic surge. Rational thought fled. I wanted the fire this vixen could give me, and shudders racked my body with impending climax.
    "Yes," she said on a gasp. "Demon, you are incredible."
    When I felt the prick of her teeth at the vein on my neck, I should have shoved her away. Instead I pulled her in because the sharp intrusion rocketed my pleasure off the scale. I wanted to drown her with my darkness and hold her close as I succumbed to the depths along with her.
    I had come to Paris with the intent of stealing ritrovatore d'anime and escaping the city without notice. Yet here I was, impaled upon a gorgeous fire demon's shaft, my legs and arms wrapped around him, and my teeth sunk deep into his smoky flesh.
    There wasn't any other place I'd rather be. No other moment I'd want to experience.
    Whoever had told me demon blood was nasty had been wrong. Cinder's blood seeped into my mouth on a hot ooze. It tasted like a decadent treat that melts onto your tongue and lingers. Salty sweet like caramel, yet dark, and tinted with something I couldn't discern. I wanted to drink him until I drowned.
    But even as I licked his flesh, he pierced me deeply with his hot penis that felt as if it had been fire-forged and hammered to a skillful weapon. So good, he fit me perfectly and every glide up and down disturbed my clit and, combined with the taste of his blood, I couldn't hold on to reality much longer.
    Fingers losing hold of his shoulders, the hum of an incredible orgasm shivered through me. My body shuddered, tingled and danced for the demon. He possessed me. I wanted to be possessed by him.
    Head tossing back, I gasped on the blood filling my mouth as the pleasure overwhelmed me. Cinder cried out at the same time. We came together in an illicit bonding of demon and vampire, fire and blood. Thoughts slid away. Exquisite shocks of satisfaction encompassed my body and spilled me backward to land on the plush pillow and sheets in a giggle of triumph.
    I hummed and touched my mouth, tracing the blood from my lips and licking it clean. Another giggle escaped because I had never felt more satisfied. I'd forgotten something... What was it?
    I didn't want to waste this bliss, so I didn't even try to summon what I'd forgotten.
    Cinder collapsed beside me, declaring allegiance to a tiny vixen with teeth. That would be me, the tiny vixen who had conquered the big bad demon. Heh. Fist bump for me.
    I sighed and curled onto my side, the lush swoon that accompanied the bite granting me a giddy high that, accompanied