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line.” Shayla swallowed. She wanted to be in his arms to feel safe just for a little while. The need to touch him now he was so close threatened to overwhelm her.
    “Order me to kneel,” she whispered.

Chapter Four
    Shayla watched as shock flashed across Tallon’s face. She silently urged him to understand—this is what Malachai would expect. Thankfully, the shock cleared and he gave a slight nod. He turned so he stood with his back to the spot where Malachai had disappeared.
    “Kneel, witch,” Tallon said his voice carrying across the clearing.She moved onto her knees in front of him, awkward with her hands still bound. Her face was level with his groin, and he swore softly under his breath. She peered up the line of his body, to meet his gaze, dark and filled with a mixture of fear, doubt, and need.
    “Oh Goddess, I missed you. I thought I’d lost you, that you were gone forever.” A shudder ran through his tall frame. “I need you.”She lowered her gaze. It wasn’t something she would ever admit to anyone, but this had been one of her secret fantasies of Tallon. To kneel before him, pleasure him. Her body responded to the thought, the muscles in her belly clenching tight.
    “He’s gone,” Tallon said, his voice strained.
    It took a moment for the meaning to come through. They were alone with no need of pretense between them. But this was no act. She didn’t want to stop now. Her own sex felt hot and wet, and she clenched her thighs together to get some relief.
    The scent of him was driving her wild, all that masculine power so close. Through the dark material of his pants, she could see the line of his erection, and she leaned closer and kissed him. He groaned his surrender, and moved his hands to open his pants, his fingers trembling in the dim light. He was already swollen and hard, the skin like satin stretched over steel. She’d never done this for him. She blew gently over the tip so it pulsed and throbbed with a life of its own.
    She breathed in deeply, then ran her tongue along the length of him. He tasted salty and sweet, and his cock twitched against her lips. She rolled her tongue around the flared head, then kissed the tip. Tallon’s hands threaded through her hair, hampering her movement and she glanced up to find him staring down at her.
    Holding his gaze, she took him in her mouth. Sliding her lips wetly up and down his thick shaft, she relaxed the muscles of her throat so she could take him completely. She shifted back a little and concentrated her attentions on the head of his cock, grazing him with her teeth, lapping him with her tongue. She sucked hard, so his hips jerked toward her, and his hands tightened in her hair. He wasn’t pushing her away now. He held her close as she suckled, and she felt the pressure build within the lean hard lines of his body.
    His head went back, every muscle tensing, then he was pumping into her mouth, and she swallowed convulsively. He stood for a minute, as visible tremors rippled through his body. Finally, he exhaled, then reached for her and dragged her almost roughly to her feet. She hoped he was acting in case anyone was watching them, but his face remained expressionless. He hoisted her in his arms and carried her to the edge of the clearing and then behind one of the huge standing stones. Shayla clung to his broad shoulders, awkward with her hands still bound, burrowing her nose in the curve of his neck, and breathing in the warm masculine scent of him.
    He lowered her to the ground, and without speaking, he pushed her back against the rock and kissed her. It was a kiss of such sweetness, that Shayla melted against him, opening her mouth to the hard thrust of his tongue. Low down in her belly, her muscles tightened and heat flooded her core. She needed to touch him, but her wrists were still tied and she pushed against him.“Free me,” she muttered.
    He stepped back, drawing the knife from the sheath at his thigh. Shayla held out her hands,