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Alex glanced around the dining area one last time, making sure that everything was as perfect as possible. He'd dimmed the cabin lights, turned on soft music and prepared Briana's favorite meal. The last had been the hardest. Since he couldn't sample the food, he had no idea if he'd cooked it right or not. It smelled...edible. However, if it was really bad, he'd purchased enough space rations to keep her alive.
He shrugged. He could always seduce her into forgetting about his questionable cooking skills. Hell, he planned to seduce her anyway. A long, slow seduction. Keeping Briana on edge was the best way to stay in control, which was a necessity. Regardless of the lust he felt for her, he had a job to do.
Her work in the Council was of unparalleled importance to the entire vamp race and he was charged with the task of keeping her safe until the threat against her family could be resolved. It was an assignment he took seriously. The mistakes of his past hadn't faded and they never would, but he could lift himself above them if he worked hard enough. He'd been given a second chance and no matter what, he would prove himself worthy of it.
Still, he didn't see the harm in enjoying her. If he called the shots.
With a multitude of tantalizing thoughts in mind, Alex moved down the corridor to Briana's quarters, his senses coming to a heightened awareness as he drew closer. It had been a long time since he'd felt this kind of attraction. He'd forgotten what a rush it was. It flooded his mind with decadent pleasure, like warm hands coursing across his skin, kneading his flesh, making his spine arch...
Oooohhhh... Harder, James... deeper...
Alex stumbled to a halt.
What the hell?
The sensations he was experiencing were not lustful imaginings but feelings radiating from Briana.
He swore as his fangs descended. There wasn't another woman in the universe like Briana Michaels. Physically she was no more or less than any other female he could have, but who she was inside was completely and beautifully unique. She laid her life on the line for a cause that wouldn't benefit her at all simply because it was the right thing to do. Correcting an injustice and fighting prejudice were all she cared about and because of that, Alex cared about her. It was a potent combination, her unwavering convictions, the power she wielded so easily and her passionate nature. Quite simply, Briana was one of a kind.
These next few weeks were all the time he would ever be allowed to have with her. His work and hers were literally worlds apart. After this mission he'd never see her again, so having his fill had to happen now. No way was he getting usurped by a droid. Not after all these months of waiting and planning and dreaming.
Within seconds Alex was standing inside the door to her quarters watching with possessive eyes as the blond droid straddled his naked woman.
A snarl was the only warning he gave before leaping into action.
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Bree drifted into a state of half-awareness, imagining hypnotically dark eyes and erect fangs attached to the hands that were presently moving all over her back. The chip in her mind signaled her preferences to James' whose motions went along with her thoughts, facilitating the massage until she was completely relaxed.
Then suddenly he tensed, his body becoming a crushing pressure against her thighs. She felt him pitch forward and she screamed, knowing the droid's heavy weight could kill her.
But before that could happen, the burden was snatched away with a snarl. She rolled over, confused, and barely caught sight of James' bent legs moving horizontally out the door.
"Hey!" she yelled, leaping from the bed and dragging the sheet with her. She covered herself as she ran out to the corridor. Alexei was already halfway down the hall, her droid tucked securely beneath his arm. Bree gaped. James weighed a ton, but the vamp carried him as if he weighed nothing.
Her bare feet slapped against the cool metal floor as she gave chase. "What are you doing?"
"This thing's got to go," he muttered.
She studied the odd stillness of her droid. "What did you do to him?"
"Shut it off."
"You can't do that!" she protested.
"I just did."
Alex rounded the corridor and entered the cargo hold. Finding a neglected corner, she heard him drop James unceremoniously to the ground.
"You're going to break him," she complained, stumbling blindly into the darkness behind him.
He rounded on her, dark eyes flashing red in the unlit interior. "If only I could be so lucky."
Bree scowled. "What's your deal anyway?"
The laser brightness of his gaze grew more intense, signaling that he was moving closer. She stood her ground and lifted her chin even as her heart raced with excitement.
"I'm not sharing you with a droid. Got it?"
She blinked in surprise and then bit back a smile, grateful he couldn't see it.
"I love your smile," he purred, moving closer. "Even when it comes at my expense."
Choking, she took rapid backward steps. Damn! She'd forgotten he could see in the dark.
"No need to make me jealous," he said softly, the foreign inflection in his words making her nipples hard. "I'm easy."
At the reminder, she snorted and spun on her heel.
"Hey!" Now he was chasing her.
"Go away, Alex."
She shrieked as her feet left the deck and she was swung up into his arms.
"Don't be mad at me, sweetness," he said, nuzzling her throat. "I can service you much better than a droid could."
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