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I want Willa.” It took everything he had
to force the words from his throat.
    The other women slowed their manipulations,
giving him another inch to think. The ethereal substance halted its
leak from his body. Tongues withdrew from his skin, leaving only
the soft brushing of lips behind. The finger circling his asshole
paused.
    Henryk’s Vila pulled back from his dick with
a pressure that threatened to send him back into the madness he’d
just won free of. She held him, dropping her gaze to examine the
flushed crest of him, laughing softly as a drop of semen welled up
before her eyes.
    She licked it away. “Willa isn’t here. We
are. We are just as beautiful.”
    “Yes,” David cleared his throat, “but she’s
the one I want.”
    Her eyes flashed, her fingers clamped around
him. Instead of pain, David felt only a swamping compulsion for
more. But it wasn’t her pretty mouth he wanted to drive into, it wasn’t her scent
that haunted his dreams. Violet eyes couldn’t possibly hold as much
innocent appeal as moss green.
    “Why her?”
    David gritted his teeth. “She was sweet, kind
to me. She brought me pleasure.”
    “She feasted on your essence, rode your cock
until your soul cracked like a nut and left you for dead.”
    He shook his head. “She didn’t hurt me. She
could have killed me, I know that now, but she didn’t.”
    Violet eyes glowed in the moonlight. “You’ll
wish she did.”
    “He won’t! And you’ll take your hands off him now . He’s
mine.”
    The sweet voice like tinkling bells swept
through the clearing on an angry gust of wind. David’s cock jumped,
growing harder, longer, in the other woman’s grip. Every nerve in
his body hummed, his muscles locked around his bones. He looked
over his shoulder and saw her, standing at the edge of the trees,
honey hair dancing around her gloriously naked body like a
cloak.
    She strode forward as if she were marching
into battle, but the sensuality of her hips and breasts struck a
penetrating cord of femininity. The moon loved her as much as
David, flowing over her body in a way the other women couldn’t
compete with. She was beauty incarnate, the answer to his
fantasies, his ideal.
    His Willa.

Chapter 7

    The Vila released David slowly, torturing him
with a long, slow pull that had his cock flexing in supplication.
As she lifted to her feet, she made certain to drag the
diamond-hard points of her nipples over his body, pushing her
sisters out of her way as she pressed against his chest.
    “You still think she’s sweet?” she breathed
over his lips.
    “Yes,” he said. “She’s the one I want, and
she wants me.”
    Wind ripped around them, gusting with each of
Willa’s steps forward. “Get off of him!”
    The black-haired Vila pushed away from him,
spinning to face her rival. Wind roared through the clearing, the
twisted pines bent to the ground. The grass rippled under David’s
feet as tingling pressure thickened the atmosphere. The ground
shook and rolled. He staggered back.
    Fear clawed at his gut. The other Vilas
scrambled for the cover of the woods as the two women studied each
other, anger riding both their faces. The speed of the air picked
up, reaching the force of a hurricane. A thick branch flew past his
head and David huddled into himself, protecting his body from the
debris swirling around him.
    “What will you do with him?” the black-haired
Vila screamed above the wind. “He will keep coming, he will look
for ways to tie you to his side. Is that what you want?”
    “I want him. I will take care of him.” Willa
stomped her foot and the ground rolled, shuddering with her
rage.
    “How?”
    Willa’s hands flew out to either side. She
lifted her chin and moonlight caught in her eyes, revealing regret.
“I’ll take him to the lake and keep him with me.”
    Tension piled upon itself. The trees moaned
and cackled, the night screamed a warning. The very earth beneath
his feet rumbled a protest. The women held still, spines