<span style="font-style: italic">"You do realize he can do one thing that I cannot don't you?" </span><br/><br/>Alice caught herself eyeing his jaw and blinked out of it; genuinely bewildered at her own poor timing.  Gregory had said something...he couldn’t protect her?<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"He can fly. I could possibly spear him but that would require a spear and me not gaining the death sentence for killing one of our own in the city and getting a clear shot as to not hit you as well."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF">“.....” </span>Embarrassed beyond words, the blonde heiress shifted her body back to a centered posture clasped her hands together.  She had fainted and now this.  Ah yes and a nest awaited her.  Alice shut her eyes and took a slow breath while the others spoke.  She would compose herself and survive until the time was right.  After she’d seen him naked of course.  Because dammit he was hot.<br/><br/>Had he been joking about not saving her?<br/><br/><br/>__________________<br/><br/>Motto stared at Cassandra dumbfounded when her hand took his.  No mortal had ever dared to touch him before..let alone when he was angry.  It confused him and surprised him.  Holding hands was nice.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">".....Yours is already behaving tamed and broken in..."</span><br/><br/>Motto  blinked.<span style="font-style: italic">...Broken in? </span>Like a pet or something?  He was his own Master!  He didn’t like that idea but she was holding his hand so ...Motto scowled at the floor and nodded when she told him her name.<span style="color: #00BF00">“I was called Motto.” </span>He avoided looking at his new bride whose little warm hand was still touching his.  Until Cassandra’s blood began to shift.<br/><br/>Hearing the raw threat made to all she loved, Cassandra had paled; her circulatory system swiftly altering the balance of blood.  This was felt and understood all too well by the barbarian vampyr, his own body fluttering in response to hers.   The warm honey beneath her delicate skin rose up to caress his hand and send a pulse of deep want resonating through his entire body.  Privately swooning, Motto closed the gap and eyed Cassandra’s shoulder hungrily.  He couldn’t help it.  She was so easy and delicious and in his arms.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF00">“....You like the unbroken ones, do ya?”</span>Motto lowered his face for a rich inhale of her scent.<span style="color: #00BF00">  “I like this dangerous game...looks like we both win.”  </span><br/><br/>His hold tightened and ..settled into something decidedly more intimate.  Motto’s fangs would fully descend if he wasn’t careful.  Man she felt super tiny and yummy.