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him.
    Poor Lita cried and raged as her bastard lover, Ivar tried to draw her attention. She glanced at him for a mere second before Anin was there, ploughing a fist through her belly, killing Nu’s child and the woman who would have borne it.
    “Nu was never really yours,” Anin said to Lita’s body with a soft smile. “He belongs to me.” Before he could say or do anything, she turned to him with scorn. “But I don’t want him. He’s nothing of importance, not like Set.”
    She went down between Set’s legs and sucked him off.
    “We could have shared her, brother. But you lost your chance.” Set shrugged and spent in Anin’s mouth, then drew her to feet and fucked her right there in public, in front of family and friends.
    Nu shrunk in size, growing smaller and smaller until nothing of him existed but a lost cry for what might have been...
    He shot up in bed just as Anin entered the room dressed in a different overshirt. She cocked a brow at him. “Are you all right?”
    He was hard as hell, his head throbbed and his eyes felt gritty, as if he hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep. “I’m fine.” He rose out of bed, uncaring about his nudity. Nothing of importance, was he? So she preferred Set to him?
    Gratified when Anin stared at his crotch with wide eyes, he advanced on her until her back hit the wall. Her scent intensified, and he drew some comfort from the fact the little witch did want him.
    “Enjoy your book?” he asked.
    “Ah, yes. Yes I did.” She licked her lips and fixated on his mouth. Then, noting his interest, she straightened her shoulders and poked his chest. “You’re crowding me.”
    “No, I’m not.” He pushed closer and rubbed his cock along her shin covered belly. The soft material of the shirt slid over him like loving hands. “When I crowd you, you’ll know.” When I cram my cock into that tight ass, you’ll feel it for days. The desire to protect her was still there, but the need to treat her supposed frailty with tenderness no longer existed. And for that he was glad.
    “Gee, Nu. I’m scared.” Anin shoved him back with a strength that stunned him. Good Night, but she handled him as if she were a male Ragga! He panted with lust, no thought but fucking Anin on his one-track mind. “Glad you’re feeling awake and perky. The lav’s that way.” Deliberately pushing him away from her again, she settled into the bed he’d just vacated and promptly closed her eyes.
    Livid, Nu took a step in her direction when Set entered the room. “Oh, good, you’re awake. After you’ve cleaned up, join me in the bridge. Mother wants to talk to you.” Set grinned at Anin. “Sexy isn’t she? You should see her without my shirt.”
    He left Nu with a greater headache.
    What the fuck was going on around here?
    Just two days ago Set had wanted to share Anin, yet now he made no more mention of it. Anin, the sweet, gentle woman with looks to die for, had turned into a sexual temptress with a leer cat’s temper. Her aggression aroused Nu like nothing else could. Like Set, Nu was dominant. But he didn’t want a completely slavish woman under him in bed. He wanted someone to rough into submission. Without a challenge, it didn’t feel right. But not many women tolerated a Ragga pounding into them, which was what had made Lita so special. Or so he’d thought. Despite liking his sex rough, Nu would never take a woman who didn’t want his type of aggression.
    Anin, however, wasn’t giving off sexual vibes. Except for her obvious appreciation for his body, she ignored him. Contrary to what he’d thought before, he didn’t want her unaware of him. And knowing she’d taken his brother made him that much hungrier to have her. Two males, one special female, a bonding, a child... He could almost hear his fathers whispering the secrets of Ragga marriage as he stared at Anin. Such a slight frame, yet one that had shoved him on his ass. He imagined her belly rounded with his and Set’s child, could