“Sinn,” Yoanna lulled gently, “look at me. Give me those eyes.” Fingers stroking through her dark hair, Yoanna teased it back as Sinn used every ounce of her self-control and looked up for her. Yoanna’s hand stilled as she took in her eyes. “Oh,” she breathed softly in shock. Sinn’s eyes were beautiful, the most sensual and seductive that Yoanna had ever seen in her life. Calling them green didn’t really even begin to do them justice. The green was a dark olive flecked through with browns and yellows around the pupil and encircled by a line of darker green that was almost black before it met the white. Right then though, whilst the same colour, they had taken on the reflective metallic sheen that most Vampire’s eyes held when they needed to feed or how hers did when her power was high. It was different than the glow from a cats eyes when struck by light as they shone from within and Yoanna had never see

As she followed Yoanna into the living room area of the apartment and watched her open the door, Sinn tried really hard not to let the Vampire’s curvy body distract her. It was just about an impossible task though and it wasn’t until Marcus and Ella stepped through the doorway that she realised that Yoanna had even opened it for them.The big Vampire didn’t look too impressed at all, in fact he looked like he was building up towards the kind of impressive rage that redheads were supposedly notorious for. Sinn braced herself and looked around to see which piece of furniture she could use or break a piece off to use to defend herself. As two guards followed the pair inside though, Sinn realised that it was the indignity of being escorted through what was his own home like a criminal was what had his blood boiling more than usual.Ella for her part looked frustrated too as she moved from behind Marcus. Her look and position left Sinn in little doubt that

For one long terrible second, Marcus thought he would see the blade going for Yoanna’s heart or throat but Sinn moved in a blur and put herself between them all and something she had seen or felt across the room. The small dagger lay in her hand, its two inch blade looking deadly within her skilled grasp. Poised ready to slash or stab, or to be flipped around in her fingers to be thrown.Trusting her instincts as a Hunter and a fighter if nothing else, Marcus followed the direction of her intent glare and looked across the room to whatever she had reacted to. His body stiffened, muscles coiling ready to spring into action as he spotted a shadowy figure lurking close to the door. He moved to confront whoever it was but Sinn shifted position subtly and blocked his way. “Sinn?”“Stay back! It’s nothing you or Yoanna can confront, Marcus.” Ella bit out tersely.“Ella?” Marcus shifted his gaze at his wife’s nervou

Yoanna licked and sucked the blood off Sinn’s tongue until she got to the fresh taste of her underneath. Kissing gently, mapping the plush curves of Sinn’s lips with her own, she drew back gradually. Their breathing was ragged, breath warming each other’s lips. “I want nothing more than to drink you down right now but… triple bad news time. Firstly, your blood is starting to get the kind of attention you don’t want. “Secondly, I want your other wounds checking out before I heal you and then maybe I can make some more pleasant ones. And thirdly…”   “Thirdly?”   “Ella is on her way over right now to make sure the second one happens. But, don’t you worry, once we get you all patched up, that blood you’re offering up so willingly, is mine.” Tucking a strand of hair back behind her ear, Yoanna trailed the tip of her finger over Sinn’s pulse and felt it jump in anticipation.   The throatily purred words were full of dark promi

“Are you okay, Ella?” Stepping over a toppled lamp, which was surprisingly the only thing that seemed to have been knocked over in the whole room, Grace hurried to Ella’s side and steadied her as she pushed herself away from the wall where she had been pinned. “Better than I thought I would be after that went off… whatever that was.” Dragging her eyes away from the bed, Ella looked at Grace, checking that she really was okay and searching her eyes to see if she might know what had happened but the healer looked just as confused as she was. “Yeah,” Grace glanced at the bed nervously. All was quiet upon it but she couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t too quiet. “That was… a hell of a thing.” Ella touched Grace’s arm gently. “Are you okay? Jacob, Heather, how are you?” “We’re okay… well