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the Prince of Darkness, wanted it bound to him.
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    Julie’s eyes widened as Rafe cursed and started to stomp around the room. In the short time she’d known him he’d never shown such negative emotions. Well, if she didn’t count the two times he’d threatened to kill someone today. His seemingly positive attitude and upbeat take on living was what had drawn her to him in the first place. Oh, he had a dark side, she’d seen that the first night they’d slept together. The things he had done to her, ordered her to do to him… The memories made her wet and achy between her legs. But he was also charming and witty. Something she’d so desperately needed.
    She watched as he paced back and forth, mumbling to himself, running his hands over his head. He still kept his hair military short. She remembered the feel of it beneath the palm of her hand as he’d driven in and out of her, his cock driving her insane with desire.
    Tonight the light from the lamp at the end of the sofa made the dips and hollows of Rafe’s utterly masculine face dance in and out of her vision. Not that she needed bright light to remember him. The shape of him, the details of him were burned upon the inside of her eyelids, and wouldn’t go away. His shoulders were broader than she remembered. Their width emphasized his tapering torso, lightly matted with dark curly hair all the way down past his navel to a taut, rock-hard abdomen. And below that…
    She couldn’t prevent the groan that escaped as she remembered the size and strength of his cock. And how it had felt inside her, thrusting in and out—need shuddered through her. Shit, her eyes flew toward the other Conroy brother in the room. Could he sense—or heaven forbid – smell her need? His dark eyes met hers and he gave a grin that reminded her strongly of Rafe’s killer, let-me-get-you-out-of-your-panties, smile.
    The other demon appeared calm, unlike his brother who was wearing a hole in her very thin carpet. But then, why should he care that someone had put out a contract on a human? Even if that human had slept with his brother.
    She’d thought no one had known about the baby she carried. How could they? She’d hadn’t gone to the doctor, not even a free health clinic. She’d taken a home pregnancy test—about ten of them—and bought regular vitamins at a superstore. She knew she’d have to see a doctor eventually, but not yet. Not when everything was still such a shock and she was still so raw emotionally.
    After a few more minutes, Remington finally broke the silence that had settled over the room like a blanket of heavy snow. “You wanna give the pacing a rest, Rafe?”
    A fuck-with-me-and-you-die look was his answer. All it did was make Remington chuckle. Julie pulled her feet beneath her and studied both brothers. They were very similar yet so very different. Rafe was tall and broad shoulder, but Remington was even bigger. He reminded her of a small tank just waiting to kick into gear and do some serious damage. Rafe was more subdued, but not by much. Especially now. Before she could advert her gaze, he stopped his pacing and turned her way. Walking across the small expanse of floor, he stopped by her chair. She straightened from her slouched position, smoothing the soft knit material of her shirt over her expanded belly. No sense in hiding her baby bump now.
    He stared down at her for a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity. In his eyes she saw their future. Him by her side, loving her like there was no tomorrow, surrounded by their children. She gasped and shook her head to clear away the image. That was not to be.
    “May I?” His large hand hovered over her stomach, waiting for her permission to touch her.
    She nodded, almost shyly, even though she didn’t know why. She was in this condition because of him. It had taken two do the tango after all. “Yes.”
    Rafe watched as Julie’s beautiful eyes