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“I am here, my love.” The words seemed to echo through the room, or perhaps through her thoughts. He wasn't there. Maybe she was still dreaming. “Trust me, Gabrielle'. I am here.” She must be dreaming, it could be the only explanation for his voice in the empty room. But his presence seemed to fill the room, to come nearer, as soft as a caress. “Viktor, please, come to me. I need you so much now. I need to see you.” Then he was there, standing before her, near her bed. He looked down at her. Inhuman, overpowering desire brightened his dark eyes. She imagined hers looked much the same. When he knelt beside her bed, he took her in his arms. His passionate kiss calmed her fears. His kiss was fiercely possessive, his lips reclaiming hers again and again. Familiar hands sent shivers of pleasures yet to come throughout her body before pushing her back against the pillow, and lifting her gown over her head. He tossed it into a corner. The new beast within Jessie responded desperately. His lips sent a trail of heat from her lips to her jaw and then to the erratically beating pulse of her throat, gently caressing the marks of his possession. Her body trembled when he touched his tongue against her wounds. He lifted his head to look into her eyes, his hands cupping her face. “Gabrielle', I have waited for you for so long. To have you with me as you are right now...” His words brought tears to her eyes. “You are so beautiful, even more beautiful than I remembered.” His hand brushed against her cheek. “So beautiful,” he whispered as he bent his head to nip her heated flesh. Jessie welcomed the pain, the beast within her craving the biting trace of his teeth. When he lifted her in his arms, she was as helpless as a child, surrendering completely to his strength.