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lifted to circle his neck. He was so deep inside that her sex gripped and held him fast. Bodies joined, he could go no deeper.
    He met her gaze and held it, watching her reactions to his touch. Face-to-face, she noticed his eyes change. Lit by an illumination seeming to emanate from inside, they glowed—dazzling, brilliant, and electric.
    The sight was entrancing. “Beautiful,” she murmured. His eyes wove an unspoken spell, mesmerizing her with an awesome and pure beauty.
    Iollan unexpectedly stabbed deep, one fast stunning thrust. “Come for me, love. Show me what I do to you.”
    Callie’s hands convulsed, fingers digging trenches in his skin as his body undulated against hers. Arriving from nowhere, an extraordinary surge of energy pulsed through her, jolting her nerve endings into extreme sensitivity. She didn’t just feel him inside her, she felt he was inside her. Their minds connected. A pathway into an endless eternity opened up and stretched out before her. Her heart hammered, threatening to tear itself from the confines of her ribs. Spasms built from the center of her core, spiraling outward.
    Surrendering, she climaxed with the speed of a bottle rocket, whizzing and exploding into a million sparks of pure energy. The aftershocks seemed to go on forever. She gulped, struggling to take in fresh air.
    He gave her no time to catch her breath. “We’re not done yet.” Nuzzling her damp mouth, he kissed her with the longing of a man desperate not to lose contact. His tongue penetrated her lips, opening a fresh surge of passion. Cock engorged, his own excitement was at the boiling point, ready to erupt.
    Drawing back from their kiss, his mouth sought and found the vulnerable flesh between breast and shoulder. He licked. A second later he bit, sharp teeth razoring through her skin. Blood welled to the surface.
    Callie pulled in a quick breath as erotic delight blazed straight down. Sanity seeping away, she trembled beneath the sensual blitz of pain. The heated, moist sensation of his mouth sucking at her blazing skin sent white-hot darts of fire up and down her spine.
    Craving—half-anxious, half-repulsed—knotted her body. Her own attraction to the darker side of her sexual appetite felt stronger than ever. The crimson-robed beast rose in the back of her mind, glorious and magnificent in scope and breadth. Her master was sleek. Controlled. Hard.
    Mouth going bone dry, she yearned for another caress as the room spun around her. The intoxicating mix of wanton need rose with her body temperature. Erotic quivers nudged her toward the edge. Core going molten, she felt moisture trickle between her clenched thighs. There was no mistake. She craved his domination. With all the skill of the seducer he’d deftly reawakened the senses she’d fought to dull and deny.
    Heavens, yes.
    Hungry lips suckled. Iollan consumed her, controlled her, taking his pleasure. The manipulations of his talented mouth and cock made her gasp.
    Hands grasping her ass, he redoubled his thrusts, taking her with unrelenting force. With each swallow, he stroked her hips down against his. Stress knotted and pressure rose to the point of eruption. Biting deep into her flesh, he plunged with a final, brutal intensity. Body vibrating fiercely, he ended in a long groan.
    Callie screamed as climax claimed her a fourth magnificent time. Orgasm struck like a red-hot poker up the ass, simultaneously delivering a liquefying release that snatched what few brain cells she had left.

4
     
    C allie woke in her least favorite way, feeling like she’d been hit by a tractor trailer. Not only had the Goddamn thing smashed her flat, it had apparently backed up and run over her. She felt the pressure of a headache threaten from the safety behind her temples. The twinge prompted a groan. She heard her blood drum against the walls of her skull.
    Pushing aside the thick patchwork comforter covering her, she tried to rise. Not a good idea. An inky veil settled over