i wanted his tongue on me , his fingers in me , right then . 'he nearly killed you , ' he hissed . `` i 'm sure you will be fine , but i do n't like the thought of you sitting here alone , so you 're coming with me . '' not a blood bond , a gene bond , not a gift from giving parents , though that pair had given them other things . her wide , bloodshot eyes locked on mine . `` there 's a bus station in front of the club . 