Vampires Never Cry Wolf by Sara Humphreys Page A

instant Killian knew he would never, ever get enough of her. Laws of nature could be damned. This woman’s taste was all he would ever crave. Were there other women? Who the hell cared?
    Sadie’s soft, pliant lips opened to him as he ran his tongue along the seam of her mouth and she welcomed him in. Grasping her head with both hands, he groaned and took full control of the plundering kiss. He tangled his hands in her long, wet hair, which felt like ribbons of satin as it rushed through his fingers. Killian groaned when her tongue swept along his, seeking him out with the same desperation and urgency.
    This was what he needed. This woman. Her touch. Her taste. How on earth could this be wrong?
    â€œKillian?” The sound of Ivan’s voice shattered the moment and yanked him from the haze of lust. The fear of discovery was enough to have them both put on the brakes with gut-wrenching speed.
    Sadie shoved him away with far more force than he would ever have thought she possessed, and easily extricated herself from his grasp. Breathing heavily and feeling completely stoned from that kiss, Killian stumbled back but caught himself before he fell into the pool. Could Ivan’s timing suck any worse?
    In a blur of motion, Sadie grabbed her pile of clothes. She looked at him, stunned.
    â€œSadie, wait.”
    â€œNo way,” Sadie whispered shakily. Her quivering hand went to her mouth and she stared at him with wide, frightened eyes. The tough-as-nails vampire had been replaced by a terrified young woman. She looked almost…fragile. “That’s never happening again.”
    Before Killian could respond and assure her that was definitely not the last kiss they’d be sharing, Sadie shot into the night like a ghost.
    â€œDamn it!” Killian shouted.
    Killian heard Ivan coming and realized he was standing outside, naked, with a raging hard-on and a growing case of blue balls. Thankfully, he had enough of his wits about him to jump into the water in an attempt to hide his condition. Ivan came out just as Killian surfaced and swam to the edge of the pool.
    â€œEverything okay up here?” Ivan, gun in hand and wearing only a pair of sweatpants, looked around the rooftop with more than a little curiosity. “I could swear I heard you talking to someone and I got…I don’t know…a weird vibe.” He tilted his nose to the air and Killian stilled. “I smell a vampire…and something else.”
    â€œNope.” Killian swiped his wet hair off his face and perched both arms on the edge. “Just me. I was feeling a little wound up and decided to take a swim before I hit the sack. You didn’t shower tonight, did you?”
    â€œNo.” Ivan looked around the area suspiciously. “Why?”
    â€œI can smell the club all over you, man.” Killian laughed and swiped water from his eyes, hoping this would satisfy Ivan’s curiosity. “Vampire. Humans. Sex. Shit, Ivan. I hate to break it to you, but you stink.”
    â€œYeah, you’re probably right.” Ivan nodded and looked around one last time. He was about to go inside when he snapped his nose to the air and stilled. “I smell blood, and I know that wasn’t at the club tonight.” Turning back to Killian, he squatted down and pointed at Killian’s face. “What the hell happened to your lip? You’re bleeding.”
    â€œI am?” Killian licked his lip and swiped at his mouth. Sure enough, the unmistakable coppery taste of blood bathed his tongue and his fingers came away with a streak of red. “Huh. I bumped the bottom when I dove in,” he lied. “I guess I scraped my lip.” Killian shrugged and waved Ivan off. “No big deal. I’ll see you in the morning.”
    â€œNo wonder the king wants you to have a two-man security team.” Ivan gave him a doubtful look and rose to his feet. “We leave you alone for a little while and you