and spoke into her ear.
"That's my girl. If you'd gone willingly to him, I think I would've beaten you out of jealousy." He stroked her hair with his free hand. "Now drink."
Bella looked into the vampire's eyes. Oh, God...
The male had stopped struggling and was staring up at her, his eyes about to pop out of his skull. Hungry though she was, she couldn't bear the idea of taking from him.
The lesser gripped her neck hard, and his voice got nasty. "You better drink from him. I went to a lot of fucking trouble to get this for you."
She opened her mouth, her tongue like sandpaper from the thirst. "No..."
The lesser put the knife up to her eyes. "One way or the other he's going to bleed in the next minute and a half. If I go to work on him, he's not going to last long. So maybe you want to try, wife?"
Tears speared her eyes at the violation she would perpetrate.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered to the chained male.
Her head was yanked back, and the lesser's palm came at her face from the left. The slap snapped her upper body around, and the slayer grabbed a chunk of her hair to keep her from falling. He pulled hard, arching her against him. She had no idea where the knife he'd had went.
"You do not apologize to that." He clapped his hand on her chin, digging his fingertips into the hollows under her cheekbones. "I'm the only one you worry about. We clear? I said, are we clear?"
"Yes," she gasped.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, David."
He took her free arm and bent it behind her back. Pain shot into her shoulder. "Tell me you love me."
From out of nowhere, anger lit off a firestorm in her chest. She would never say that word to him. Never.
"Tell me you love me," he yelled, blasting the demand into her face.
Her eyes flashed and she bared her fangs. The instant she did his excitement shot out of control, his body starting to tremble, his breath falling into a fast pant. He was instantly primed to fight her, aroused for the battle, ready as if he were erect for sex. This was the part of the relationship he lived for. He loved to fight her. Had told her that his former woman hadn't been as strong as she was, hadn't been able to last as long before passing out.
"Tell me you love me."
"I. Despise. You."
As he lifted his hand and made a fist out of it, she glared up at him, steady, calm, ready to take the hit. They stayed like that for a long time, their bodies suspended in twins arcs like a heart, tied by the strings of violence that ran between them. In the background the civilian male on the table whimpered.
Suddenly the lesser's arms shot around her and he buried his face in her neck. "I love you," he said. "I love you so much... I can't live without you - "
"Holy shit," someone said.
The lesser and Bella both looked to the voice. The persuasion center's door was wide-open and a pale-haired slayer was stopped dead in its jamb.
The guy started laughing and then said the three words that triggered everything that followed: "I'm gonna tell."
David went after the other lesser at a dead run, chasing him outside.
Bella didn't hesitate as the first cracks of the fight rang out. She went to work on the chains that bound the civilian's right wrist, flipping the clips free, unraveling the links. Neither of them said a word as she freed his hand and then started on his right ankle. As soon as he could, the male worked as fast as she did, frantically stripping the left side of himself. The second he was free, he popped off the table and looked at the steel handcuffs that tied her.
"You can't save me," she said. "He has the only keys."
"I can't believe you're still alive. I heard about you - "
"Go, go on - "
"He'll kill you."
"No, he won't." He was just going to make her wish she were dead. "Go! That fight isn't going to last forever."
"I'll come back for you."
"Just get home." When he opened his mouth, she said, "Shut the hell up and focus. If you can, tell my family I'm not dead. Go!"
The male had tears in his eyes as he closed them. He took two long breaths... and dematerialized.
Bella started shaking so badly she fell down on the floor, her arm stretching