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this.
    “Why?” she whispered.
    “So you’d know,” he answered, thrusting into
her in one smooth move. “So you’d know who you belong to and how
things are going to change.”
    She wanted to argue, even as he began moving,
hitting that sweet spot high inside her. What stopped her? The
gleam in his eye that told her that’s what he expected? Or the
small voice in her head screaming agreement, willing to acknowledge
the truth of his words? She didn’t want to belong with anybody,
didn’t want to tie her heart to anyone and open herself up for the
kind of pain she’d experienced when she and her sisters had lost
their parents. She’d never discussed these things with him. They
didn’t have that kind of relationship. And she wasn’t about to
start now. She’d wail and rant about it later when she was
alone.
    “Stay with me here, Calista.”
    His thrusts had slowed to a gentle glide.
Sweat beaded his brow, and the muscles in his neck corded with
strain. She focused on his face, surprised he realized her thoughts
had been elsewhere. As soon as she did, he alternated his pace,
fast, then slow, then somewhere in between and watched her intently
all the while. She didn’t have a clue what he was looking for and
bit her lip to keep from asking. Pleasure built within her, a tide
rising higher and higher that she knew would leave her shaken and
exhausted.
    The quivering started deep inside, the
muscles of her channel clenching around his cock, loath to release
him every time he withdrew. It spread outward as she rode another
crest up, a fine trembling that started in her hands as she gripped
his shoulders. He leaned over, whispering in her ear,
commanding.
    “That’s it, darlin’. Come for me. One more
time.”
    She shook her head, wanting to deny that
husky voice, wanting to spare her already wrung out body and mind,
but he wouldn’t be denied. He knew just how to push her to orgasm,
just how to force it out of her, and pivoted his hips, rotating so
she felt stroked inside and out. She exploded, screaming his name
into the night, in denial or supplication she couldn’t begin to
guess.
    He cried out too, his entire body tensing as
he came with her. She felt the warm jets of his cum shooting inside
her, wondered if this was the night she tempted fate and became
pregnant, waited for the familiar sense of dread to come over her
at the thought. It didn’t, and she refused to speculate why. He
collapsed at her side, breathing hard and pulling her across his
chest.
    She fought the urge to roll to her side and
weep. It was an odd desire for her, a weakness she hadn’t indulged
in years. She didn’t even know where the unshed tears came
from.
     
     
    * * * * *
     
     
    Calista woke with a jerk, throwing off the
arm Kane had wrapped around her waist as she bolted out of the bed.
He sat up slowly, sleepily, and the sheet fell away from his waist.
Horrified, a blush crept up her neck to her face. She’d never let
him stay the night, never actually slept with him. Closing her
eyes, she made a silent plea to the powers that be that her sleep
had been restful. No nightmares, no talking. He’d ask questions,
and she had no intention of answering them. Thankfully, she didn’t
remember any.
    Footsteps roared up the stairs, and she
grabbed her robe, getting it on and belted before Rheana threw the
door open. She was a little out of breath, also dressed in a robe
and carrying one of Calista’s pistols. She looked at Kane.
    “Nico’s downstairs, and he’s hurt.”
    He moved in an instant, mindless of his
nudity as he rushed out. Calista sighed and picked up his trousers
before hurrying after him. Rheana stopped her.
    “Should I get Izzy?”
    She shook her head. “Let her sleep. How did
he get in?”
    “He knocked.” Rheana looked sympathetic. “Did
you have a rough night? I hoped with Kane here, you’d sleep.”
    Frowning, she stepped around her sister. “It
was fine. Must have been the knock that woke me