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wanting to relinquish his hold on her as the realization of his family’s mistake struck him. It had led to the destruction of this woman’s entire species. How did anyone correct that?
    “Make sure he gets home.” Joshua stood up, the woman struggling in his grasp as he lifted her into his arms. He nodded at their sleeping cousin.
    “Let me go, you bastard,” Eva snarled, breathing deep and searching out her chilling power. She could freeze the blood in his beautiful body before he took another step. She could gain a measure of revenge, of peace, for her family. But it wasn’t there. Her own power hid from her touch.
    “We need to talk,” Joshua hissed in way of an explanation, but he didn’t know what he was going to say. What could he say?
    “We don’t need to do anything,” Eva struggled, her nails digging into the skin of his neck. She didn’t want to spoil his face. Oh no, his face was too fine to mar. He carried her through to his bedroom, lowering her to his unmade bed, ignoring her struggles and her threats. Unless she was going to reintroduce that brain numbing pain, he was determined to show her how sorry he was for his family’s immense error.

Chapter Eight

    “Let me go .”Eva sent her hand across his face but Joshua barely felt the slap.
    “Shut up,” he muttered as her robe fell open. The delicious sight of her beautiful breasts stole his need to talk as another desire rose in his body. His hand pushed her flat onto the bed, his lips kissed her skin from her neck down to the softest part of her body, his hand delving, lifting the tips of her breasts to his hungry mouth. Her hands entwined in his hair, an effort to force him away, but it felt so right, he felt so right and the hair pulling him away began to hold him to her. His lips were just as hot, his tongue lapping at her flesh.
    Her head fell back against the soft pillows, Joshua’s multi-colored hair falling on her skin, a silky caress as he suckled sweetly at her breast. She groaned faintly, a gentle echo in her throat as Joshua’s target changed. He slid down her body, the belt at her waist tugged open on his journey. He smiled as his head rested on the curve of her hip, his hand gently stroking the feminine triangle of pale hair. She wasn’t fighting him, wasn’t defying him. She wanted this too.
    His hand moved lower. She knew she should stop him, but this power he had over her held her still. She wanted to know what he would do next; she needed to know more. The excitement in her body, the building tension needed fulfillment and he could do it to her, and only he. An urge within her needed to know how he would feel inside her. How big was he? His arousal leaned against her leg, rubbing, announcing itself like a present to be opened. She wouldn’t deny him now; she couldn’t.
    A slow warmth built as his fingers touched her in that special place, gentle probing, flicking, creating such delight, and when his tongue caressed her inner core, she gasped in pleasured surprise.
    She was his—she would always be his now. He would mark her as only his; he would never let her go and he knew the only way to possess a woman for life was to make her want him. He laughed at the sound of the woman as she shuddered in pleasure, her hips rising from the bed seeking his tongue, his fingers and he heard a whimper escape Eva’s throat.
    “My turn,” Joshua’s voice was tender but firm. He wouldn’t be denied, not now. He wanted her body full of his seed, his child in her womb. He wanted her to be his, forever.
    He moved over her, his knees resting between her thighs, his hands on either side of her head as she stared with those strange pale eyes. He waited for her consent—he wanted this to be right— but desire stole any rational thoughts from his mind. He was swollen with need and only the soft warmth of her body could ease his wanting.
    Eva reached out, her eyes darkening with her own desire. She’d never been in this situation before