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ERIDAN 15Short storygrab her upper arms and blink of an eye later, she is pinned to the ground by a verywarm, strong body, and thoroughly kissed by lips that still taste of blood.As their limbs entangle and moans tear from both their throats, everything vanishes ina swirl of uninhibited passion, bringing Helen that promised, forbidden wilderness shehas always desired. And for once, under the moonlight and in arms of a werewolf, thevampire comes undone.“Ever done this before?”Helen glances to the gloriously naked she-wolf lying next to her. The smirk on her faceis evident, as mischief returned to her expression as soon as she caught her breath – butthe sweat glistening on her skin under the moonlight serves as proof of all those amazingthings the vampire did to her. For that, Helen cannot help but smirk as well.They are not touching – any kind of cuddling seems absolutely out of the question – andAlina can pretend to be completely laid back about this, but Helen knows better. Afterhearing what a werewolf sounds like when reaching the highest peaks of passion, shewill always know better.But an honest question, no matter how seemingly laid back, deserves an honest question.“No,” she replies. “You?”The smirk widens.“More than once. But,” the wolf quickly continues, before Helen can throw a wittyremark of her own, “with only one vampire.”Helen’s eyebrows go up.“A werewolf with a taste for vampires,” she murmurs. “Interesting. Your pack must bethrilled about it.”Alina’s smirk turns into a frown, making her suddenly seem very young.“I don’t usually run through woods in search of vampires willing to shag,” she sayssharply. “Don’t think that of me.”“Why would you care what I think?”“I don’t know,” their gazes meet again and Helen could swear there is some insecurity inthe wolf ’s eyes. They stare at each other for a few long moments, and the vampire mustfight her desire to reach and touch Alina’s cheek, hair, anything. She is inexplicably drawnto the wolf – after feeding together and then having sex, it’s no wonder. But still, Helenis dazzled with this entire situation. She wants to touch the werewolf, to press herselfclose to her warm body, to stay there until the dawn – and if she tried to think hard, shewould have to admit to herself she hasn’t felt such pull since she met Dorian. And thatwas more than a century ago.She risks a fleeting touch on Alina’s arm, which earns her a barely noticeable tremble66