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hotter his rage, the faster and stronger he’d be. If she didn’t make it out of here
    with a burst of speed, al would be lost. She feinted left, then ducked to the right, sprinting past him—
    He caught her dress, snatching her back.
    “Aidan, nay!”
    He seized her in the cage of his arms, carrying her to their bed, dragging her down with him. “’Tis
    unnatural to deny this fated need. You know this—you feel it too!”
    Before she could escape, his hands fisted in the front of her dress. With a roar, he rent the material
    clean from her body, his smoldering gaze raking over her breasts and lower to her sex.
    He was going into that mindless state, his muscles bulging even more. “You wanted me to claim you
    before. Is that no longer true?”
    “Of course I want you to, but not yet!”
    He tore off his boots and breeches, rising up above her. His mighty shaft swel ed with lust, moisture
    beading the proud crown.
    Raw male. Against her wil , the flesh between her legs dampened, her breasts growing heavy.
    Whenever the spirit of the bear quickened inside him, she responded—as if he’d imparted some of his
    beast, imprinted it upon her.
    Because once it rose, she grew desperate to answer its cal .
    Now she fought the growing need. “Nay! Do not do this!” She pummeled his chest, but when he was
    like this, she was no match for his strength. He caught her wrists, easily pinning them over her head.
    “Aidan, I-I am pleading, just wait—” The words caught in her throat when he dipped his head to one of
    her breasts, his lips closing over her nipple.
    As he sucked, his finger slid into her core. “Wet for me,” he growled around the peak. A second finger
    delved as he moved his hot mouth to her other breast, suckling with greedy lips, his tongue swirling.
    Her nipples were damp and throbbing, her sex quivering to his touch. “Aidan!”
    “You’re ready, nigh coming.” But he slipped his fingers from her. She whimpered, undulating for them.
    With her arms stil captured over her head, he covered her body with his own. “You are mine,
    Reginleit!” He rocked his hips between her thighs.
    She felt his thick manhood pulsing, seeking …
    And gods help her, she tilted her hips so it could surge home.
    “Mine!” he roared.
    “’Tis done now, brightling,” Aidan said, his voice hoarse from his bel ows of pleasure, his body warm
    and relaxed over her. “No going back.” He put his forehead to hers.
    She could hardly stem her tears. Over the last few hours, she’d experienced more ecstasy than she’d
    ever imagined. But now sand in the hourglass had begun to flow. Only so much remained. “Do you have
    regrets, warlord?”
    “That I was not doing this every hour for the last several months.”
    Somehow she forced herself to smile. “You had better make this the best twenty years of my life.”
    “You think I’ve given up on eternity with you?” He stood, rising before her, naked, big and bold. So
    beautiful she wanted to weep. “If you knew my feats, the clashes I won to escape those vampires. Don’t
    you understand? Nothing can keep me from you! Nothing could touch me. With you as my woman, I feel immortal already.”
    And gods, he looked it.
    “Wóden should be honored to have me as a son.”
    “Aidan!”
    “Wil he deny me when I win a thousand battles bearing his mark?” He pounded his tattooed chest. “I
    wil win the entire world in his name if I have to!”
    The power of this warlord’s body. The strength of his wil . The might of his sword …
    He was so confident that even she began to believe it. If they were together, why couldn’t they do any-
    thing?
    He rejoined her, covering her once more. “And you wil wait for me. I do not ask this of you. I demand
    it.” His lips descended on hers, his rough kiss brooking no refusal.
    As she arched up to him, she knew she would wait forever. Something about this male had always
    drawn her, captivated her. She couldn’t explain it, but she