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“I need to go home,” he cried, and I was so stunned Ihesitated.

But Silverlight didn’t. She drove herself through his ribseven as he bore me to the ground, his mouth open, his eyes like tortured bitsof glass, trying desperately to latch on to my essence so he could feed.

Even through his weakness, his cracking façade, and hisdesperation, I felt his sexual pull. He had to use the foam to make itirresistible, but it was there.

I turned my face to the side and thrust my blade in moredeeply, twisting it as I pushed. I heard bones grind and crack, and I kicked myway out from under him, realizing only then that the supernaturals and thehunter stood around us, none of them knowing what to do with the demon so closeto me.

I didn’t need them.

At least I thought I didn’t. I thought I had the situationunder control.

I grinned. “No demon is getting intomypants.”

But then the incubus, as though drawing on everything hehad, did something none of us expected. He didn’t use sex to feed.

He grabbed my head, slammed his mouth against mine, andlatched on. And then, he began to suck, and I began to die.

Chapter Thirty-One

When his mouth created the seal around mine and he drew thatfirst breath from me, Silverlight went dark.

It was as though she died—and only later would I understandit was a defense to save herself. While she was attached to me, shewasme, and he would have stolen her power and her life had she not fallen away.

Still, for one second, while I could still think, I feltalone.

But then, as the demon grew stronger, the thing that madehim an incubus came to life. Just that suddenly, his allure was so strong thatmy terror began to dim beneath my desire. I wanted him. I wanted him more thanI’d ever wanted anything or anyone in my entire life.

That feeling, that ecstasy, it was indescribable.

And I clutched him to me, moaning into his mouth. His tongueslid against mine, and it was enough to make me climax. Just the slide of histongue.

My entire body climaxed.

Then everything was chaos.

The others attacked—I could distantly hear them there,trying to kill the demon, to get him off me, but with the incubus’s secondinhalation, I was floating in a sea of bliss.

The demon grew in power as I grew weaker.

Seconds, that’s all. Just a couple of brief seconds, andthen Miriam put her switchblades through the demon’s head. He paused in hissucking kiss, but not even silver in a demon’s brain would kill him, and noteven the hunter and the golem hacking him to pieces would drag him from hislong-awaited feast.

And I didn’t want it to.

But then, Amias Sato came.

The master came.

The vampire who’d once tried to kill me would now try tosave me.

I couldn’t kill Amias, but Shane could have. Still, heunderstood the master was trying to save my life, and not even Shane Copas wasgoing to interfere with that.

And Amias did something none of the others could do—heripped the demon off me. I felt the disconnect, and it was agonizing, like mylips were being pulled from my face, my insides were being wrenched from mybody, and I couldn’t breathe through so much pain.

So much despair.

Surely I would die from it.

But finally the connection was severed completely, and I layon the ground trying to remember how to breathe as the demon and the masterfought.