Chapter 2Trina let herself relax against Viktor’s body. His urgent need clawed at her until she released enough energy to satisfy him for the moment. Had she once been that desperate, that empty of the substance required for existing? If she had, it had been so long ago she could not recall the feeling. To be self-sustaining was certainly far better. As she was now, she needed nothing and no one. She might enjoy many forms of intercourse and interaction with the living, the undead, or any of the other denizens of the universe, but she needed none of them. Smug with that thought, she almost forget her little start of shock, proper for the character she had adopted, when she recognized Viktor had brought her home, no doubt having more than conversation about chess on his mind.
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