Three words described the handsome man smiling at his sister.
Scoundrel. Libertine. Rogue.
Frederica blushed. Her lashes fluttered. Suddenly she appeared awkward. The damned seducer—a fair- haired bastard in impeccable dress—lifted her hand to his lips and gave a slow, sensuous kiss to her fingers that was intended to make her melt.
Raven knew what the rogue was doing. Picturing her naked.
He wanted to step out of the shadows, drag the bastard into an empty room, and drink his blood dry.
He couldn’t do it—it would break his sister’s heart if the man just disappeared. Frederica had sense. And if she did not see through the blackguard’s intentions, then he would kill the man and get rid of him.
He watched her through the ballroom windows, from the darkness of the terrace.
Frederica danced twice with the rogue. In fact, she danced every dance with an admiring gentleman.
Raven wanted to lock her up in her room where men could not get at her.
Of course he couldn’t do that. He couldn’t even go near her. What would he say? That he had never died, he had been turned into a vampire?
He watched until the guests began to leave. Dawn was close and he had no choice but to go. He couldn’t stay out long in daylight—meeting Lady Ophelia that late afternoon at the museum had almost turned him to dust, for example. Frederica’s beau had left, so he felt it was safe for him to go.
He walked out across the terrace, into darkness, striding with vampiric speed.
“So here you are,” said a sultry voice. “Why do you come here, you foolish boy? There is nothing for you here.”
Raven stopped. He turned. He knew the voice, and it made him curl his lip with hatred.
It was a testament to the vampire queen’s power that she had been able to approach him from behind and he had not heard or sensed her.
Ever since he’d left her, since he’d refused to be her sexual plaything, she had left him alone.
Why in hell had she come after him now?
Queen Jade smiled at him, flashing marble-white teeth and two long, curved fangs. She was adorned in a fur-trimmed pelisse. Her pale skin appeared to sparkle in the moonlight, as though she were dusted with diamonds. Long and black, her hair spilled down and almost touched her ankles.
“I come here because there is only one woman I love on this earth,” he muttered. “And that is my sister.”
For years, he’d been Jade’s pet. She had turned him into an assassin of vampires—commanding him to kill the demons she wanted rid of.
Jade cocked her head. Her face was exquisitely lovely—her eyes large and silvery-green, her features smooth and perfect. But she not only had no soul, she was cruel and vicious.
She gave him a loving smile. It made him want to vomit.
“I have allowed you to have your independence for long enough.” She held out her hand to him. “You belong in my services. I have allowed you to help other vampires and the Royal Society—and kill for them—because it suited me. Now, you have something that I want very much.”
He did not move toward her. He snarled. “What is that?”
She came to him. Her long-fingered, beautiful hand stroked the side of his face. When he had first been turned, he had craved her every touch. He’d lusted for her every moment of the night. Now he felt nothing but revulsion and hatred.
“The girl. Lady Ophelia. I need to take her power away from her.”
How did she know he had Lady Ophelia? She could not read his thoughts. Raven grimaced. She probably had spies watching him. “Why?”
He used his jaded, unconcerned tone. But he was worried.
He didn’t understand why he felt that reaction. Why should he care about Lady Ophelia? Was the girl not just a nuisance to him? Yet, he pitied her, while he hadn’t felt anything but disgust for mortals and their weaknesses for a long time.
He had teased her with his threats to pass the time by pleasuring her. It was entertaining to make her angry.
Maybe that was a sign he spent too much time alone.
“Does the power kill our kind?” he asked Jade. “Why the hell do you want it?”
“Yes, it does kill vampires.” Jade floated around him, her hair fluttering on the cool breeze. “It kills us very slowly. At least, it would kill you slowly for now, but her power will become stronger. If she keeps her power, it will become so strong she will be able to kill a mortal without touching him. And she will kill against her will. I mean, she will not want to hurt anyone, but she will not be able to control it. You, Ravenhunt, can take her power away from her. You would be doing something kind for her, freeing her of her curse.”
Poor kid. He knew what it was to be a monster—to kill against his control. But he did not trust Jade. “How would I take this power?”
“By making love to her.” The queen laughed. “Is that not always the way? By giving her pleasure, by touching her heart, you will cause her power to become stronger. Then you will have the ability to take it from her.”
“What does that do to her?”
Jade shrugged. “It might kill her. Such strong power could not be taken without a great cost.”
“I’m not interested.”
“You will be. For if you do not do it, your sister will be destroyed.”
He lunged for her, but Jade lifted her hand and he found he could not move. She was extremely powerful for a vampiress. “Remember, dear boy, if you kill me, you die. And I have acquired insurance. Other vampires are instructed to kill your precious sister if you do anything to me.”
Hades, he hated Jade. When he retreated, she gave peals of high-pitched laughter.
“If you are an obedient boy and bring me her power, nothing will happen to your sister.” Jade wagged an ivory white finger at him. “You will be tempted to drink Lady Ophelia’s blood,” she went on. “Insanely tempted. It will lure you. In truth, if you were to drink her blood, it would be the most pleasurable experience you’ve ever had.”
“I’ve had many pleasurable experiences,” he said coldly. “But I know I can’t drink her blood. That would kill her, and I can’t do that if I have to take her power to protect my sister.”
“No, you cannot drink from her,” Jade warned, her gaze haughty, “because it would not only kill her, it would also destroy you. I will give you a week to acquire her power. You must do it by making love to her.”
“How can I do that when I can’t touch her?”
“As I said—her power will kill you slowly. As you grow closer to the point where you can take her power, you will have developed immunity. But first, you must start giving her orgasms—without touching her. Unless you give her pleasure, unless you can make her climax, you cannot take her power. I will come to you again to tell you more.”
“Damn you, Queen, I need to know more now. How do I take her power? Is it by a spell? What in Hades am I supposed to do?”
“You begin by making her come. That is all you need to know for now.” She lifted her arms and rose into the dark sky.
Over the roof over his former home, he saw enormous bats circling.
Raven spat at the grass. There were dozens of bats. He could try to fight them, but he would lose. Then Frederica would be hurt.
He had no choice. To protect his sister, he had to do as Jade asked.
He had to seduce his captive.
It had been a long time since he had touched anyone without the intent to kill.