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him. His passion for her was equaled only by hers for him. Falon Mondragon was a prize among prizes.
    She disappeared behind a thick clump of shrubs. Hot blood thundered through his veins. He was rock hard. The need to lose himself inside of her was never more urgent. He slowed his pace and stalked her as his wolf would a rabbit. Hands out he leapt around the tree and grabbed her squirming body. She screamed with delight, wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her warm suppleness against him.
    Their gazes caught and held. Overwhelming joy filled him. She was in his arms again, where she belonged. Her cheeks pinked as she lowered her lashes coyly. When she slowly opened them and looked up at him, Lucien grinned.
    “Hi,” he whispered.
    “Hi, yourself.”
    “I missed you.”
    Fisting his hair, Falon pulled his lips to hers.
    When they met, Lucien tightened his arms around her waist, pulling her into him, until he felt every curve and valley of her body. She was so soft, so succulent, so—his. Not his brother’s. His. Mondragon!
    “I hope you have another dress,” he growled. “Because I’m going to reduce this one to threads when I tear it off you.”
    She squealed and broke free from his embrace. “It’s all I have!” she teased over her shoulder.
    He stood rooted to the forest floor. She’d look sexy in a burlap sack, but the dress she was wearing defined a man’s wildest fantasy. A simple black sheath that hugged her curves like a second skin begging for removal. It offered her luscious breasts up like an appetizer. It laced up the front giving a subtle glimpse of her deep cleavage and down her back to the gentle rise of her ass. He couldn’t wait to unwrap her.
    “Lucien, Lucien! I love you!” she cried happily as she stopped on a small knoll and faced him. She extended her arms to him. “I need you.
Now
, Luca.” Her naturally husky voice dropped several octaves. Her bright blue eyes shone brightly, her nostrils flared and her chest rose and fell with each excited breath she took.
    Ah, and how he loved her! He ran to her and scooped her up into his arms, twirling her around and around and around. He never felt so free, so light, so happy. He kissed her sweet lips. She was so soft, so fragrant, so female to his male. “Angel face,” he breathed against her parted lips. “You never cease to thrill me.” He pulled her harder against him. “Promise me you will never leave me.”
    Taking his face into her hands, she gazed at him with those big blue eyes he always lost himself in. She nipped playfully at his bottom lip drawing blood. Her eyes darkened as his heated. “Lucien, you are mine as I am yours. We are blood bound.”
    “And we are heart bound,” Rafael’s deep voice interrupted from behind them.
    Lucien’s arms tightened around Falon as rage unleashed within him. His beast, ever protective of what was his, reared its head. Though he acknowledged the heartbreak his brother had suffered at losing this amazing woman, it changed nothing for Lucien. He would
never
release Falon.
    Falon smiled over his shoulder at his brother who approached. When Rafe stopped beside her, she placed her hand on his chest.
    Lucien’s jaw clenched so tight his teeth ground.
    “My first love,” she purred, smiling up at Rafe.
    Jealousy ripped through Lucien. His beast snarled, snapping its jaws, rising dangerously close to the surface. Bewildered by Falon’s words and her actions, Lucien dropped to a knee and reached for her. “You belong to me,” he beseeched.
    With her hand still on Rafe’s chest, Falon turned to Lucien and smiled extending her hand. Fervently, he grasped it.
    “I belong to you both.”
    Lucien’s heart plummeted to his knees. She had said as much before Balor slit her throat. He thought it was her desperate attempt not to hurt his brother, but—
    “You chose me!” he roughly reminded her.
    Her gossamer smile widened. “I choose you both.”
    “It can be only one of us,” Lucien