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jeans were there wasn’t room for underclothing.
    His erection pulsed in her hand, thick and long, like steel wrapped in velvet. Callie stroked, bringing her fist up to the flaring crown, then back down.
    Iollan’s lips moved from hers to her cheek, then her jaw, to her ear. “I’ve only just started.”
    A soft gasp escaped her. “What?” she asked in a husky voice. Her need was so raw, so deep that it threatened to consume her.
    His hips shifted between her legs, the tip of him pressing, but not entering. “To make you mine.”
    Callie gazed into his face, half in shadow, half in light. “I don’t believe in fairy tales.”
    “Anything’s possible,” he said, and glided into her molten depth with a vigorous and demanding thrust.
    Callie couldn’t think. He filled her to the brim, until it felt that she would overflow with the glorious joy of having him inside her. They weren’t just joined, they were one, as if her body had been created for this man only, and forever.
    A bittersweet ache filled her heart. Tonight, she’d be his, utterly and completely. Tomorrow, that wouldn’t be possible. Paradise gained wasn’t destined to last, no matter how badly she wished it.
    The descent of his lips chased away her negative thoughts. For now there was only the moment. To be savored. Seized. Guided by the grind of his hips into hers, they came together and parted, a joining almost holy in its purity. If she’d had other men before him, they were soon forgotten, erased by penetration. His thrust inside her was his brand, marking her as his.
    Just as Callie neared her third peak, he captured her wrists, pinning her arms above her head with a force that took her breath away.
    Iollan groaned, pumping his body into hers. His hips moved faster, grinding her down into the mattress. The bedsprings grated under the savage motion of two bodies in action.
    Panting to counter his savage thrusts, she filled the air with her moans. Gritting her teeth, Callie came up under him, not to break his hold but to enhance the feel of him inside her. Her move created an exquisite agony begging for deeper entry.
    Sensing her silent plea, he increased his tempo, bone-jarringly fast and furious. He was in control, would give her no leeway, no mercy until he’d sapped every last ounce of her strength.
    Climax built at the base of Callie’s spine, the explosion preparing to come from the inside out.
    Iollan separated them long enough to reach into the back pocket of his jeans. He pulled out a condom. Ripping the foil open with his teeth, he expertly sheathed himself with the protection.
    Surprised, Callie opened her eyes. She hadn’t expected him to be that thoughtful.
    He glided back into her slick heat with a hard, demanding thrust. His head was thrown back, his body rippled, and his chest rose and fell each time his cock penetrated her. With his tousled hair, pale skin, and rippling muscles, he looked predatory, the hunter in fierce pursuit of his prey. He’d won the chase. His possession of her was complete.
    It’s the heat of the moment.
    Regaining control of himself, Iollan stared down at her. He smiled. “You’re so damn tight it’s difficult to hold back.”
    “Any time you’re ready,” she invited.
    “Getting there.” He lowered his hand between their bodies and his thumb worked her clit as he glided inside her slick depth one excruciating inch at a time.
    The feel of him inside her seemed to stretch on forever, again filling the emptiness. The blood rushed from her brain, making her body uncomfortably hot, her arousal more painful as he stroked her sensitive inner flesh. A flaming arrow shot from Callie’s slick channel straight to the center of her heart. Her breathing grew shallow, a dark whorl of pleasure threatening to grab and asphyxiate her.
    Just when she believed he’d surprise her no more, he slid his arms under the small of her back, lifting her into his lap. Legs closing around his waist, her arms automatically