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after a brief moment, felt the nudge of his cockhead between her ass cheeks. He slipped down, slowly opening her folds.
    She wasn’t moist enough, she knew, to accommodate his huge length. Biting her lip, she expected pain and braced for it. He pushed his swollen cockhead past her tender lips and thrust fully inside her.
    Clara gasped as he slipped with little effort inside, his way obviously eased by the soap. She was exhausted ... and dismayed to realize he’d rekindled her desire.
    Placing his hands over hers against the wall, he pumped his huge cock into her, lifting her up with each powerful thrust. The water pummeled her clit with the vibrating power of a machine, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
    He cupped her breasts, massaging her hard, grinding his hips against her.
    Raoul was so huge and tight, she thought she’d burst from taking all of him in. Each stroke nudged her cervix. Just when she thought it was too much, that she couldn’t take any more, he pulled out and began again. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Ramming his cock full hilt inside her again and again. Clara shook her head, crying out as he bit her neck and sucked her with bruising force.
    The climax flamed through her veins, and still he drove into her, groaning against her neck, whispering French into her ear before plunging his tongue inside. Her clit spasmed with the continued assault, torturing her with another wave of pleasure.
    Groaning, he worked into a frenzied tempo, and she could feel the power of his climax building even as her own radiated through her veins. He groaned hoarsely against the back of her neck as his cock pumped its seed into her until he was completely drained.
    He collapsed against her, pressing kisses along her shoulder. Clara moaned as he pulled his heavy length from her body.
    He turned her around and pressed her into the wall, crushing his mouth against hers in a fierce kiss. When he pulled away, her lips felt tender and swollen. And she’d thoroughly enjoyed every second.
    Smiling wolfishly, he guided her to the overhead faucet and they rinsed away the sweat from their love making, running their hands over each other with playful thoroughness. Clara wondered if it was possible to become addicted to another person, and knew if so, she was hopelessly hooked.
    Raoul patted her down with a towel until she was dry, then he scooped her into his arms and carried her into his bedroom, which was located right next to the bathroom.
    The room was equally large as every other in the house, and a bed dominated much of the floor. He set her feet on the floor and drew back the comforter, revealing black silk sheets.
    Clara climbed in and he followed, spooning her as he cradled her close and wrapped his arms tight around her. Secure and comforted, she felt positively glowing. He’d succeeded in taking her mind off horrible possibilities, but slowly the fear began creeping back, though not as strongly.
    Determined to put it from her mind, she closed her eyes and sighed deeply. She’d just drifted off to sleep when she felt Raoul tense behind her. And then a voice whispered in the room.
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    The bed dipped as Raoul rose, and she felt the loss of his heat instantly.
    “You violate the pact entering my home, Danior,” Raoul said.
    Shivers skittered up her neck like spiders’ legs. This wasn’t possible. Was she having a nightmare? Clara scrambled to the side of the bed, fumbling for the switch on the lamp, clutching the blanket to her chest. She couldn’t see her hand in front of her face. How the hell could Raoul see anything?
    She really didn’t expect him to be answered, least of all by the man from the alley. There was a harsh laugh, too cold to be Raoul’s. “You broke the second mark, Raoul. Did you expect me to do nothing?”
    Light washed through the room as she found the elusive switch. She gasped and felt the blood drain from her face. The dark stranger, Danior, stood in the middle