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once again.  He kissed her mouth quickly.  “In good time,
hellion.  In good time.”  He went back to torturing her aching
breasts. 
    She gasped.  “Bastard.”
    He stiffened for a beat, and then chuckled against
her ribs as he continued a fiery path of blazing kisses down to her
navel.  Her body was near quivering out of control. 
    Gasping aloud now, Alexa was embarrassed by the
sounds that were coming from her throat.  She felt a moment of fear. 
What was he doing?  Oh, she wished he would stop this torturous game and
do his duty and leave her be.  What he was doing was painful, but a good
pain and very long.  Camm had been wrong, the pain was not brief. 
She tried to throw him off and twisted this way and that now that her legs were
free. 
    Rourke grasped her curved hips and held her still,
inhaling her musky scent before lowering his head to slide his tongue between
her softness to find her root of pleasure.
    The flaming fires he’d stoked within her burst and
chords of desire rippled through her and Alexa’s hips rose fully off the bed
against his mouth, her thighs, wrapping around his shoulders on their own
accord.  Horrified, she wanted to pull away but his hands held her in
place as he settled her legs over his shoulders and made passionate love to her
with his mouth. 
    Alexa could not stop the throaty groans that spewed
from her mouth and she no longer cared.  Fire engulfed her and she heard
herself screaming.  
    Something big was gathering inside her and he was
the key to open the door to this new and frightening discovery.   She
knew not what it was, but she sought it still and the intensity of it was
unbearable to the point that she shut her eyes tight.  She was panting
heavily between her short screams. She could not stop herself and ground her
hips against his hot mouth all the while cursing herself as she begged for
something she did not understand. 
    “Please.  Pl-Please end it!  Damn
you!  Please- Oh! Just end- Oh lord, end it.  Oh my-
ahhhh!”   Her hoarse cry of pleasure filled the chamber as she came
apart, her body shuddering with her intense fulfillment.  She twisted and
jerked her passion against his hungry mouth.  She was out of breath and
limp when he finally lowered her hips back to the bed and moved over her to
cover her body with his.  He began to prod her sensitive area, seeking
entrance, with that large and hard organ of his.
    Rourke almost exploded when she had found her
release against his mouth.  She was so hot.  He had never experienced
such raw passion before like hers.  She had tried to fight it, but that
had only made it more explosive for her. He had to have her and now.  He
slid into her only a little and he went easily, her honeyed cream easing the
way.  She was still limp, glorifying in her pleasure.  Her tiny
tremors coaxed him forward, deeper and Rourke knew a moment of unexpected and
surprising regret as he slid into her. 
    She was not virgin after all. 
    Alexa felt him pushing into her and she hated him
all the more for making her want this.  Want him.   His hardness
was stretching her.   She felt the ache along with that pleasure
building and surfacing anew inside her.  But suddenly something pierced
her sharply. Pain tore through her center, burning her and seemed to tear her
asunder. Alexa cried out. 
    Rourke looked down at her in surprise, meeting her
gaze of pain and shock.  He saw that her amber eyes were wet bright with
tears. 
    She tightened her body and tried to close her
legs and throw his large body off again, but the pressure from his
thighs halted that.  
She raged at him and cried out.  “St-stop! Please –stop.” 
    Rourke hated tears and was surprised as tough as she
had been, that she was capable of shedding them.  He reached down to cup
her face, holding himself still above her; his shaft pulsed and grew even more
inside her.  He couldn’t stop now even if he wanted to.  She was so