Everything changes the night he is lured into a trap and taken prisoner by High Lord General Tarrick—a seductive incubus who feeds off sexual energy. Forced into the middle of a war between vampires and incubi, Matthew is used as a weapon against his own kind. Although he’s desperate for freedom, he is unable to deny the burning desire drawing him to the incubus general he now calls Master.
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“What are you doing to me?” he whispered into the blond’s ear.
The man grabbed Matthew’s hand and gently tugged it away from his neck. Matthew froze as soft kisses brushed his wrist. It was unbearable. Growling, Matthew grabbed the man’s hip with his free hand, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave bruises, and pressed himself forward. He needed more.
The man smiled against Matthew’s wrist.
“I’m feeding. Then I will kill you, vampire.”
Tarrick dug his claw into Matthew’s scalp and forced him to arch his head back even farther, leaving Matthew’s neck open and vulnerable. The hard collar dug painfully into the skin. Tarrick leaned in.
“Did I give you permission to touch yourself?” he whispered, his warm lips brushing against the skin of Matthew’s neck, just above the metal.
“Master…” Matthew moaned.
“Because love is the easiest way to control someone and I needed a way to control you.”
Still mending a broken heart, Matthew has spent a year avoiding incubi and their army of hunters.
Now he has a new goal: lift the shroud on his past. Why had he been turned and abandoned by his sire? Why didn’t he feel the initial bond between sire and child that vampires experience? Who were his parents, and why had they given him up at birth?
Frustrated by dead ends, his luck changes when a teenage girl tracks him down. She’s strange, socially awkward, and she can see the future. Matthew’s future. She’ll help him if he agrees to save her from the darkness…from Tarrick.
With the incubi armies closing in, a mysterious protector appears, swearing his fealty to Matthew. He’s ancient, seductive, and cursed—unable to explain why he keeps calling Matthew ‘my prince’.
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“We? Do you think you are coming with us?” Matthew still had no idea who this guy was or what he was doing here. Something was off about him and Matthew didn’t trust him, even if he had just saved Samantha.
A pained frown painted Devak’s lips as he bowed his head. “I made an assumption, my prince, but I shouldn’t have. Forgive me. I know I am unworthy to be your guardian, but I will serve you loyally. Should you need me, just call my name and I will find you.”
“Yes, my prince.” Devak dipped his head lower. He didn’t seem to understand what Matthew was asking.
“No. I mean, what is a guardian?”
Before Devak could answer, Matthew caught the scent of a fox. Hiroto. It was faint, but approaching. Jet and Devak turned their heads in the direction of the smell.