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ravaged flesh have a
break. Orion lifted his head from her pussy and lowered his mouth to hers. “You
taste exquisite, baby.” His mouth tempted hers to open and she kissed him. It
was strange to taste her essence on his tongue when she plunged inside his
mouth, but arousing. She gave herself to instinct and explored his mouth in the
same way he had laid siege to hers, branding him as hers. He didn’t seem to
mind.
    She had to break the kiss to take a deep breath.
Lightheaded, it seemed as if she hadn’t breathed for weeks, and she inhaled a
greedy lungful of oxygen before turning back to look at him. Once again, their
bodies seemed to say everything, and as she stared up at the man about to
become her lover, Natalie marveled at how clearly she could understand him
without him saying a word. His expression seemed to be demanding her compliance.
He wanted her to yield. Without knowing what she was agreeing to exactly, she
nodded. “Make love to me. Please.”
    Orion shifted her slightly and rose to his full height. The
island might have been made specifically to facilitate their coupling. On it,
she was the perfect height, and her parted thighs welcomed him. Her wet pussy
opened to his cock as he thrust the head inside her. Out of instinct, she
tensed at the unaccustomed girth, but he allowed no quarter. As Orion pushed
inside her, demanding but never hurting, she relaxed and accepted each inch he
offered. At some point, when he was buried deeply inside her, with the walls of
her pussy clenching around him, she met his gaze. The raw, blazing desire was
so intense that it should have frightened her. Instead, his naked need excited
her. No man had ever reduced her to a primitive creature driven solely on
impulse—until Orion. As she met each thrust of his hips, matching his pace, her
brain resonated with the knowledge that this was more than sex. On some deeper
level, they were forging an unbreakable bond. Desire fueled their frenzied
mating, but it was definitely about more than physical sensation.
    When they came together, his cock convulsing inside her
pussy, his semen filling her, she knew she belonged to Orion. Not just right
then, but forever. She was his. It might have frightened her if she didn’t have
equal conviction that he belonged to her just as much. “Mine,” she growled,
amazed at how much her voice sounded like a wild animal’s. Natalie clenched her
thighs around his hips, forcing him deeper yet, and holding him inside her as
her sheath contracted, milking the last of his release. “Mine,” she said again.
He didn’t speak, but his eyes reflected the same message. Mine. Forever.

Chapter Four
     
    The eggs were a lost cause. At some point, the smoke and
acrid smell of them burning penetrated their hazy afterglow, and they
separated. Natalie scrambled off the island and rushed to the stove to lift the
skillet, turn off the burner and drop the mess into the sink. Cold water
sizzled when it met the hot cookware, eliciting a cloud of smoke. Coughing, she
turned away from the sink in time to see Orion turning on a huge exhaust fan
with a switch on the wall. The fan sucked all the smoke to the ceiling and into
the vents within minutes, leaving just a faint stench behind.
    With that crisis narrowly averted, they stared at each other
without speaking. Natalie dropped her gaze, feeling awkward now that the sex
was over. It had been earth-shattering, had rocked her to the core and had her
thinking some very emotional thoughts at the end. How did she get past that to
pretend everything was normal? It wasn’t possible to pick up the threads of
their dog food conversation and go on as if they hadn’t just made wild, passionate
love on the kitchen island.
    He moved first, coming back to her. Natalie sighed with
relief when he took her into his arms. This embrace offered only support,
demanding nothing. “Thank you,” he said.
    She lifted her cheek from his chest to look up at him,
confused. “You’re