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little charm.”
    Luc held up the blue-green pendent, dangling from a thin silver chain, so Jerrod could see the colours swirling inside the charm. He’d painted a miniature picture of himself and pressed it between a pair of three-inch pieces of fused glass. Wrapping the piece with silver wire, he’d bound it together with metal and magic until the three pieces became one.
    Luc shied away from calling it a collar, but he knew it would look as if it were one to other vampires checking for ownership. Short of decapitation, nothing could harm Jerrod while wearing the charm.
    “It’s on silver,” Jerrod said nervously. “You know silver burns vampires.”
    Luc tilted his head and examined the vampire kneeling before him. “Do you trust me?”
    Jerrod nodded.
    “Will you allow me to put this around your neck?”
    Another nod.
    Luc kneeled with Jerrod and carefully connected the clasp behind the vampire’s neck while chanting a short spell to seal it for eternity.
    He saw Jerrod swallow as he released the chain and let the pendent settle directly on the vampire’s bare skin.
    Luc watched with amusement as the vampire relaxed the muscles he’d braced for the burn.
    “It doesn’t hurt,” Jerrod whispered.
    Luc took Jerrod’s face between his hands. “I would never purposely harm you.”
    He saw relief and a look of stunned acceptance in Jerrod’s eyes. A moment passed before the vampire spoke. “I can hear it singing to me.” His eyes took on a wistful look. “It’s you, isn’t it? You’re singing.”
    Oops.
    “Sometimes whoever makes the spell leaves residual traces of its forming. I sing while I work. I can try to remake it if it bothers you.” Luc reached out to take the necklace back.
    “No!” Jerrod shouted, his hand clutching the pendant. “It’s mine. You made it for me.” His voice dipped lower as tears streaked his cheeks. “No one has ever made anything for me before.”
    Shit. Luc wrapped Jerrod into his arms, rubbing one palm in circles around his smooth back. The same calming gesture his vamp used on him. Jerrod was sweet, but so abused. “No one will harm you again. Not on my watch.”
    Jerrod leant back and looked at Luc, those beautiful eyes watching him with hot desire. “May I suck you off, Master?”
    “I-I thought I was supposed to be bonded to Nikkolai?” Not that he felt loyalty to the bastard but the change in Jerrod’s demeanour was confusing.
    “I belong to you, Master. It’s important you bond with me so that our linking is tight. If we’re properly bonded, you’ll know if I’m in danger.”
    Luc looked suspiciously at Jerrod, but his senses told him the vampire believed what he was saying. “It would be a better bond if you fucked me,” Jerrod said, a lustful gleam in his eyes. “But I’ll settle for sucking you off if you aren’t ready.”
    A broken laugh burst out. “You make me sound like a skittish virgin.”
    Jerrod rose to his feel, placing a shy kiss on Luc’s lips. There was a teasing light in his eyes when he pulled away. “Skittish maybe, but I doubt you’re a virgin.”
    Pleased at the new confidence in his vampire, Luc rubbed his palm across Jerrod’s crotch feeling him through the rough denim. Although he liked the vampire in low riding jeans, he wanted to feel more. With a twist of his hands, Luc ripped open Jerrod’s button fly. The sound of fabric tearing echoed loudly in the quiet house.
    Jerrod let out a soft whimper, his excitement obvious in the hardening of his cock. Luc felt his own prick lengthen in response to the other man’s excitement. He might not be Bran or even Nikko, but the younger vamp was a sexy hunk of manhood.
    “Please, Master. I need.”
    Luc laid Jerrod on the Oriental rug. The thick pad beneath the rug provided a nice cushion. The last thing he wanted to do was bruise Jerrod’s body. Maybe give him rug burn, but not bruises.
    As Luc continued to stroke Jerrod’s cock, soft whimpering noises ushered from his long,