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Gallegar saw the barely perceptible frown on her smooth forehead. “Looking for my coffin?” He quirked his lips with amusement as Kira blushed. “My resting place is kept in darkness. It wouldn’t do well for me to have it opened accidentally in the daytime light.” “Vampires cannot go outside in the daytime.” She saw his nod of agreement. “Do you have to go into a coffin?” “All feel safer there. Lesser vampires must rest during the daytime hours to regain their strength. Vampires like myself who have more power do not have to sleep away the day unless we choose to. I, myself, find coffins…confining.” “So what do you use?” Gallegar leaned toward Kira and smiled at her seductively. Her head started to swim. “I use what every red blooded American male uses. A king size bed.” He ran a long finger down her cheek, making her shiver. “Why all the questions, Peacekeeper?” Kira frowned again, not sure she was comfortable with him so close to her. His touch made her forget what she wanted to say. She blinked a few times, before capturing the thought. “Ummm…I am curious about you. Your kind is the first I have spoken to. I wish to learn more about them. And I must learn what I can about you.” “Why me?” “You are their leader, their king. If I am to join with you, I must understand you.” “So you can destroy us?” Gallegar’s eyes narrowed and his voice grew harsh. “No!” Kira answered sharply. “I am here to help your people. To protect them. I am Peacekeeper.” Gallegar rushed to his feet in a smooth motion that brought a gasp to Kira’s lips. “What is this Peacekeeper you keep speaking of? What do you want with us?” “I am Peacekeeper.” Kira stated, her heart in her mouth. He towered over her. He was angry and she could feel his power stirring under his skin. She wanted him to understand, but since she did not have all the facts herself, she didn’t quite know how. “How can you protect my people? You, who know the Words of Death to kill them.” Gallegar’s emerald eyes glowed angrily at her. Kira gazed up at him. Her visions brought her to him. She knew exactly where to find him and how to introduce herself to him, but now that it was time for full explanations, she was at a loss as how to start. If only his eyes weren’t so green. If only just looking at him didn’t make her tremble. She closed her eyes a moment to regroup. “I could have killed the vampire outside if I had wanted to, but I did not.” Kira looked up at him. “I am not here to hurt your people. I am here for you.” Gallegar stared down at the small woman before him. Her scent was doing strange things to his brain. All he could think of was wrapping her in his arms and… He shook his head to clear it. She still looked at him, her brow furrowed. He cleared his throat. “You wish to kill me?” She shook her head. “I come from a past I do not remember. Sent on a mission that I do not yet fully understand. All I know is that I was sent to you. You are for me. I am for you. I do not know what more to say to you!” Angry now at herself and tired of having to stare up at him, she reached up and took Gallegar’s wrist in both hands to tug him back down on the couch beside her. Off balance he dropped his glass and fell half on top of her. Kira released his wrist and put her hands on his chest to push him off, but froze as she felt his body against hers. The long sleek lines of him rested heavily on her, forcing her to lie back on the couch. His scent was all male and Kira’s body softened and trembled in response. Gulping, she wriggled, trying to get out from under him but stopped instantly when he groaned softly. Peering up at him, she saw his eyes were closed and his lips had tightened. His arms had come down on each side of her, trapping her beneath him, and she could see that the muscles had corded in them in an effort not to move. Then she noticed something else. Where his hips lay half on her she could feel his male arousal, pressing hard against her soft thigh. Gallegar couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. He felt her softness beneath him. He sensed the very life that flowed through her veins. He wanted to press himself fully against her. Move his hips between the junctions of her thighs and find his release. He wanted to sink his teeth into the pulsing vein at her neck and drink the freshness of her life. He had never wanted so fast…so ferociously. “Peacekeeper,” he growled, moving his lips so they rested on her throat. It was all he could do to control the emotions that were sweeping over him. Passion, need, and something more. It felt so familiar, her lying here with him. Who was this woman? He kissed her neck. “If you have come for me…give yourself to me.” He ground his hips intimately, softly against hers. “Give all of yourself to me.” Kira gasped at the feeling of their bodies moving together. Her femininity instinctively took command over her. Her bones became languid and the trembling grew stronger. Desire flooded her newly awakened body. The tenseness slipped away. She felt his knee slipping gently between her legs, but she wasn’t afraid of him. She wanted the closeness. She wanted…something. Something more than what he spoke of. Her brain shut down, but Kira didn’t care. It felt so right laying there in his arms. This was what she had come here for. His lips at her throat…kissing her…nibbling. A vampire nibbling at her throat. Kira’s head cleared and she tensed. A vampire at her throat! What was she doing? Had she allowed him this close because he had enthralled her? Was it the feelings of familiarity and need that had caused this? She struggled. “No! King Gallegar, stop! I…I do not want this!” It is too late to stop.” Gallegar rasped. “You are here with me. I will have you, and my people will be safe.” He ignored the wonderful way she felt pressed against him. His first duty was to his flock. “Please!” Kira struggled harder. “I do not want to hurt you. You must let me go! This is not what was meant.” Gallegar fisted his hand into Kira’s hair and raised her head so she could look at him. His eyes glowed greenly in his face. “It is too late,” he whispered. Jerking her head to the right, he sunk his teeth into the vein in her throat that beat with life. Kira stiffened and screamed in pain. “No! No! No!” she screamed. “Stop! Please…” Her words grew disjointed and breathy as she continued to struggle. Gallegar tasted her blood as it flowed into his mouth. Fresh, innocent, with a spice that told of enormous power. He felt the strength of that power moving from her to him. He had never had anything like it. It energized him. He wanted more. He wanted all. God…how he wanted her. Wanted to be in her. He didn’t hear her screaming. He was concentrating on her taste and the feel of her beneath him. He didn’t hear her began to speak the words of power until they shot into him with the pain of a burning stake.
“Emshaw dre kadeck Morelaw non vobesce”
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