Lindsey's frown deepened and he shook his head. "If I hurt you? Threw you down and raped you just to show that I own you? I nearly did it a few times even when I had my soul, and it was practically the first thing I did after losing it. I don't want to think what else I may do just to prove that you're mine."

He turned to look out the window. "I will get used to killing... we're on the run. I can't be leaving a trail of witnesses." Even if he wasn't so sure.