Leon was charming and entertaining and with every passing minute, Dana could see how he impressed people easily. Oh, God, she thought, I am finding him so attractive and sexy. What am I going to do? Even as these fevered thoughts rushed inside her head, the others took their leave, with Leon and Dana remaining behind. Immediately, Dana shot to her feet.
Leon stopped her by simply holding her hand and pulling her back to her chair. "I strongly suggest that you stay," he ground out. "We have a lot to talk about and believe me, you want to hear every detail carefully if you don't want your sister to suffer."
At the mention of Laura, Dana lost control. She got up and stalked off a little distance to ensure privacy, then turned back and shouted at him, calling him names and telling him in no uncertain terms that she would not allow him to threaten her sister's well-being and that she would kill him if he did so.
Leon laughed. "I am afraid no one can help your sister but yourself. She needs you to be with me or will be in terrible danger if you do not help me and do as I ask you to. It would make life comfortable, but not less difficult," he added with a chuckle. "You cannot begin to imagine the ways in which I would make you mine, Dana. Be prepared, for I will be making demands on you as I mark you forever as mine. It is good that you find me attractive. What you need is a small sample. In two weeks you will lie beneath me mating, while I establish the future of my race in the way only a Hunt can."
He suddenly waved his hand and she felt herself falling to the ground. "Where is this?" she cried, panicked.
He smiled arrogantly. "A parallel existence," he quipped. It was indeed that; there seemed to be a shroud around them, and while she could see their surroundings as the place a little away from the café, she was sure that nobody could see them. He lay with his full weight on her and placed one hand on the side of her face. The other lifted her dress and, holding her gaze, he bent and kissed her gently on the lips. Dana arched against him in angry protest.
He gently but firmly pushed her body back on the ground and said, "Listen, Dana, I am only preparing you for our first mating." His licked his finger and pushed gently, entering her.
She stayed still and closed her eyes; tears of emotion rolled down her cheeks onto his greedy, lapping tongue as his desire raged for her.
"I need you so; come be mine, Dana, and I give you my word that I shall be a good mate. A typical Hunt male only begins caring after the first breach. You have no idea what it costs me to go against my base nature and show consideration." He bent his head between her thighs and licked her. She started at the quick dart of pleasure.
She did not know that even this consideration was rare in a Hunt male. He bit her inner thigh, and it burned.
He lifted his head. "That was the first step in ensuring that in two weeks your body would be fertile for breaching. This is usually done only on that night, but I hope this would ease our first time together. The aftereffects of the venom are not pleasant, but I don't know what else to do. I can't bear to think of your suffering. This venom would ensure that your body is open to my caresses for at least an hour. I am willing to conduct this experiment if it could save you from the curse of the mate."
Dana was almost lost in the waves of pleasure she felt as they undulated over her quivering body. She shuddered at the desire he evoked in her. He was seriously sexy and she wondered if he could read her thoughts as he smiled and whispered, "I find you sexy, too."