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I loved you, I would have demanded your complete surrender. And you were too eager to please me to stand against my overbearing nature.”
    Her pulse fluttered as he cupped her soft breasts, her nails digging into the flesh of his inner wrist.
    “I’m not that eager girl anymore.”
    “Exactly.” His cock hardened at the tiny pinpricks of pain. The intoxicating scent of her arousal was filling the air, making it almost impossible to focus. “You know who you are and what you want. Most importantly, you’re more than capable of telling me exactly what’s on your mind. You won’t suppress your own needs in an effort to fulfill mine.”
    She shivered as his thumbs teased at her tender nipples, her eyes dark with desire.
    “Stop that,” she growled. “There’s not going to be any fulfilling of needs.”
    “That’s where you’re wrong, my dear.” Enough. Not giving her time to react, he slid his arms around her and scooped her out of the chair. Then, straightening, he crossed the library to the chaise longue that was tucked in a shadowed alcove. “I’ve waited an eternity for you.” Laying her on the brocade cushions, Hakan stared down at her with a predatory hunger. “Tonight you become mine.”
     
    ***
     
    “You actually expect me to forgive you?” Payton demanded, her heart thundering as he slowly lowered his large form to kneel beside the chaise longue.
    He looked big and dangerous and sexy as hell.
    Shivering, she tried to ignore the sizzling anticipation that scorched through her as he tugged off her shoes and tossed them aside.
    She wanted to be mad.
    To remember all the reasons she shouldn’t want this.
    He’d hurt her, crushed her youthful dreams…allowed her to believe he’d been unfaithful.
    So why was she trembling with a need that she couldn’t control?
    “Of course you’ll forgive me,” he murmured, leaning down to remove the gun holstered at her ankle before he was efficiently unzipping her slacks and sliding them off her body.
    “Why should I?”
    He smiled as he ripped off her tiny thong, leaving her completely naked.
    “Because you know I was right,” he assured her, allowing his hand to trail up her leg and over the curve of her hip.
    “You always think you’re right,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
    “True,” he admitted, leaning down to replace his fingers with the destructive touch of his lips. “But you know you wouldn’t be this bold, confident female you are today if I’d taken you twenty years ago.”
    She shuddered, her eyes squeezing shut as she savored the sensation of his mouth skimming over the soft swell of her stomach before heading slowly upward. He licked the bottom curve of her breast, then the acutely sensitive tip.
    The pleasure exploded through her even as she grudgingly accepted that he might have a point.
    Although she’d felt like a female when her cat had chosen Hakan as a mate, she could look back and see that she’d still been incredibly young. And it was true she would have done anything to please him.
    Even if it meant denying her own wants and needs.
    “You could have talked to me,” she said. “You didn’t have to be so cruel.”
    His fingers threaded through her coppery curls, arching her neck and at the same time holding her in place.
    “Would you have listened?” he breathed, nibbling a path of kisses along the vulnerable curve of her throat. “Or would you have pressed me to complete the mating?”
    “I…I don’t know.”
    “You would have teased and tempted and I would have been far too weak to resist you.” His fingers tightened in her curls, his free hand palming her breast as she arched toward him in silent invitation. Lightning bolts of bliss raced through her, a damp heat blooming between her legs. “I had to put a barrier between us.”
    A moan escaped her lips as his teeth nipped the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder, her cat responding with a snarl of urgency. She needed…more.
    Bare