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the nipple he had yet to taste. And the underside of her breasts. And each rib. He delved his tongue into her navel, slowly moving backward between her parted legs, stretching out his arms so that her hands were stilled pinned by his gentle grasp. Like a virgin sacrifice.
    She felt a desperately arousing sense of helplessness, being staked out by this amazingly virile man. Because despite the gentleness of his hold, Annabelle had no doubt that she was completely and utterly at his mercy.
    A sensual shudder rippled through her body.
    He kissed the curls at the apex of her thighs. Inhaled deeply, as if he would carry her scent with him for always.
    When they separated.
    As they must. He had a future that did not include her. And nor should it.
    She lifted her shoulders and glanced down the length of her body, thrilling to the sight of his dark head between her legs, aching in her core as his tongue parted the folds of her feminine secrets and licked delicately. His tongue flicked and delved deep, searching for the tiny budding center. He found it and suckled.
    She shattered. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her veins.
    He released her wrists and raised up over her, his eager shaft dark with blood.
    “Yes,” she said, smiling through the hot red mist of pleasure. “Now, Gordon. Take me now.” She would remember this, for always.

Chapter Four
    Gordon gazed down on her beautiful face. This was his Annabelle. Life had torn them apart as little more than children, and chance had brought them back together. Fate had taken a hand. And he was more than glad.
    He rose above her, his loins on fire with the need to claim her as his own. And heaven help him, his need was hard to control. Base desires and urges had him by the throat, squeezing all thought, all vestiges of civility from his being. Leaving only one instinct. She was his mate. His woman.
    He drove into her slowly, sensing in her little movements beneath him the angles and touches that gave her the most pleasure. Holding himself back, by little more than a soul-deep longing to bring her with him into the abyss.
    Again and again he offered himself in the way of a male to a female, giving all of himself. Driving into her body, until he could hold back no longer. Until everything that was in him must break apart. In wonder and thankfulness, he felt her rise to meet him, felt the silken softness of her hot core tighten around him, pulling him deeper, cleaving flesh to flesh until he felt the intertwining of their souls.
    She shattered again. Her inner muscles gripping and pulsing around his rock hard shaft, stroking him, as she cried out her pleasure.
    Sensual torment threw him into a hot and blissfully overwhelming death. His climax rocked him to the core. Left him splintered in a thousand pieces. It lasted hours and was over far too soon.
    Breathing hard, he dropped his forehead to hers, somehow managed to kiss her lips and lift himself clear, before collapsing into warm welcoming sleep, with her head pillowed on his shoulder and his arms holding her close.
    * * *
    Gordon awoke with a jerk at a sound at his side. A soft little sound of contentment. Her. Annabelle. A feral pride filled him.
    She stretched. “That was delicious.” She turned her face and kissed the rise of his breast above his nipple, where the skin was naked of hair. Nothing overtly sexual, but it warmed him inside. Filled an empty place in his chest with tenderness.
    “Aye,” he said, and kissed the top of her head while his fingers stroked the tresses that tumbled over her shoulder. “You are amazing.”
    She lay lax against him. This was what he had been missing all these years. Peace. Companionship.
    A sense of coming home. With Annabelle.
    He drew her closer, tucking her against his side where she belonged.
    She pulled away. “I have to go.”
    Her quickness caught him off guard. Unwillingly, he let her slip free of his embrace and sit up.
    He rose up beside her, once more mesmerized by