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stop, she dug her nails into his skin in protest. She wanted to feel him orgasm as he had her. Wanted the taste of him on her tongue. He growled as he came, jets of salty sperm filling her mouth as he froze, buried between her lips. She sucked until there was no more then collapsed on the bed, not quite believing she’d let herself get so carried away. It should have frightened her, but she was ready for more. He chuckled as he joined her, rolling her to her side so her back was to him.
    “ Good, angel,” he whispered against her ear as he lifted her thigh up and back over his. “Because we’re far from done.”
    Unbelievably, he was erect. His cock was hard against her, sliding back and forth over her pussy but not entering her. He cupped her breasts, plumping, squeezing, rolling her nipples between his fingers. When she couldn’t stand being empty a moment longer, he thrust into her. His strokes were slow and measured. It wouldn’t normally be enough for her to reach the climax she yearned for, except his hands were still firm and demanding on her breasts. When one slid between them, down and over her pelvis, she held her breath. He dragged out the anticipation, making her wait several seconds before pinching her clit. She exploded.
    He rode her through it, never altering his pace, until her shudders subsided. Then he flipped her over, moved her to her hands her knees and started all over again. The same slow torment, over and over, until she thought she’d go mad. She wanted him hard and fast. She felt an unfamiliar craving. To be claimed. To be possessed. As if her revelation was just what he was waiting for, everything changed. His control disappeared and he gave her what she wanted. He fucked her. It was wild and primal.
    She felt her mind and body spinning out of control. The orgasm that raged through her was fierce, rolling through her in wave after wave of sweet torment. The last thing she was aware of was his arms locking around her, of his cry muffled against her nape. A satisfied smile curved her lips before she passed out.
    When she woke he was spooned behind her. His hold was possessive, one hand on her breast the other cupping her sex. She could have handled that. It was his thoughts, his feelings that were overwhelming. He was thinking of them in the long term. Planning to take her home with him. His possessiveness veered into jealousy, domination. She tried to move out of his arms, but they tightened around her. He was gentle, but it was clear he wouldn’t let her go. He pressed a kiss to her nape.
    “ What’s wrong, der’lan ? You unleashed the beast and decided you couldn’t handle him?”
    She blinked at the turn of phrase. It was pretty damned apt. She wasn’t sure if that wasn’t exactly what she’d done. Cornered a wild animal. One bent on caging her, taming her. She hastened to rebuild her shields and block the weird connection between their minds that she’d accidentally forged. His growl was menacing, but he didn’t fight her. This time he let her go and she rolled out of bed.
    “ Don’t make those plans, Roarr. They aren’t for me.”
    He crossed his arms under her head and gave her a hard stare. “Which plans would those be?”
    She rolled her eyes. “Your little home and family fantasy. I’m not interested in a serious relationship with you or anyone else.”
    “ Why is that, Kareena?” he asked softly, almost tenderly. “You’d rather be alone?”
    She paused at the bathroom entrance and an inexplicable pain momentarily gripped her. “I’d rather be free,” she said, then forced herself to move.
    If she expected him to be gone when she returned to the room, she was in for a disappointment. Exasperated, she sighed. “You don’t take a hint well do you?”
    He lounged on her bed gloriously, beautifully naked. It was damned hard to keep her eyes on his face. He grinned. The smug bastard knew just how appealing she found him. The attraction was getting stronger by the