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\u201cYou want her to face her mother.\u201d Jonah turned away, hoping to hide the fiery rage that built within, the need to howl. Not right\u2026what they demanded wasn\u2019t right. \u201cCan\u2019t you see how terrified she is?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jonah certainly could. Now<\/em> he understood the fear he\u2019d seen in her eyes.<\/p>\n Sansan sighed. \u201cIndeed, we see it. But having a soul means you\u2019re willing to sacrifice all for another. If she didn\u2019t fear her mother, there would be no sacrifice.\u201d<\/p>\n As Jonah turned, glaring, he found himself alone, in an empty room. Whirling, he grabbed a stained coffee cup from the desk and hurled it at the wall. \u201cDamn it!\u201d he shouted.<\/p>\n And then he collapsed onto the ground, looping his arms around his knees and bowing his head. \u201cDamn it,\u201d he whispered.<\/p>\n He was still trying to recover his ground when the knock came, a long time later. Wearily, he trudged to the door, opening it with dread. He knew who was on the other side.<\/p>\n A woman he had dreamed of.<\/p>\n A woman he hungered for.<\/p>\n A woman he barely knew.<\/p>\n A woman who had been born of a demon.<\/p>\n Staring into her eyes, Jonah thought, almost wildly, I don\u2019t care\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n Whatever she had been getting ready to say died as he reached out, pulling her against him. Lowering his head, he covered the rosebud mouth with his, groaning as the clean, pure taste of her flooded his senses. This is not a creature of evil\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n He knew evil. She wasn\u2019t it.<\/p>\n She was spring rain, summer warmth and the light of the sun in his arms. A startled squeak escaped her as he kissed her, surprise and hunger lighting those dark blue eyes.<\/p>\n As her hands slid up his chest, Jonah spun her around, pulling her inside the house and kicking the door closed. Backing her up against the wall, he groaned as he felt the bite of her nails at his neck. Her entire body was quivering, vibrating against his. A hungry little purr escaped her lips as he pressed hungry, biting kisses down her neck, to her collarbone as he slid the jacket from her shoulders.<\/p>\n \u201cJonah,\u201d she gasped out as he jerked her shirt from the waist of her jeans, his hands seeking out the cool, silken feel of her skin.<\/p>\n He wanted to howl as she started to whimper in his arms, rocking against him, an almost feverish hunger in her midnight-blue eyes. \u201cLily,\u201d he rumbled as he dipped his head and buried his face in the soft, sweet valley between her breasts.<\/p>\n An insidious little whisper of doubt started to creep in as he shoved up her shirt baring the full, silk-covered curves of her breasts. The dusky circles of her nipples were a shadow under the fragile silk. Urging her closer, he took the peak of one nipple in his mouth, drawing deep, shuddering at the hot, female taste of her skin.<\/p>\n