Just his nearness caused me to push all thoughts about the woman on the table to the side. She was going to die.

Why didn’t it bother me the way it should? My mind screamed because there was no point, but the real answer was much darker than that.

Reaching out, he pulled all my hair over my shoulder. “I’ve always liked the tightrope walk between life and death. How long can someone walk the line before they finally die? How much pain can someone take before they can take no more? I like to watch the light drain from their eyes and then wonder where they go.”

His fingers played with my hair, but I couldn’t look away from the blue orbs that held me captive.

“Most of all, I love the power and control I feel and the pride that courses through my veins with the knowledge that I’m the last person they’ll see. Those are the answers you wanted, aren’t they?”

Cain took another step forward. Mirroring the movement, I stepped back. He kept doing it until my back was pressed tightly against the unyielding, cold wall.

“You want to know something else, Sunshine,” he asked, his voice lowering to a gruff growl. It was safer to nod than to try to form words. “Other than killing and reliving my kills through the films I take, there is only one other thing that has ever got my cock hard. Do you know what that is?”

An inferno of heat erupted in my gut as he placed a hand on the wall beside my head. No words would form as my rapidly beating heart made the room swim.

“Do you, Sunshine?” He lowered his head to hover near my ear, and as he did, the heat and energy pressed in on me and made it hard to breathe. “I think you know. You just don’t want to say. Are you too shy to say the words, or are you scared to same them?”

Rolling my shoulders back, I straightened my spine and tried to push back the intimidating feeling.

“Me,” I said.

I hated that little bit of information made me feel special—just like how the last few days had made me feel on top of the world. When he was near me, I felt like the rest of the world didn’t exist, and I hated that he was the only one that had ever made me feel like that.

“Very good, Sunshine,” he said and nipped at my earlobe. I bit my lip as hard as I could to keep from moaning. “I’m hard right now, and not because of what I’m going to do to her, but because of what I dream of doing to you.”