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kisses left him breathless, his body on fire for her. The need to sink into her heat, to feel her clench around him was overwhelming. Once they reached the bed, he broke the kiss long enough to lay her down and move next to her. Her lips were wet and swollen, her eyes glazed with desire.  
    His head lowered and he nipped at her mouth. No words were needed, not now. Not when every kiss, every touch told him it was the right thing to do. Once he had joined their bodies, she would see for herself they were well and truly mates.  
    And in the meantime, he would get to enjoy her delicious body.  
    His hand moved from her hip over her stomach to the curve of her breast. She gasped as he cupped her soft breast. It soon turned into a moan as his thumb stroked her nipple into a hard little pebble.  
    Her body instinctively sought his as her back arched and her hips moved against him. It took everything he had not to rip off their clothes and plunge into her. He reined in his desire as he kissed down her neck. She smelled of wildflowers and innocence, of desire and passion.  
    And she was all his.  
     
     

 
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
    Katrina’s hands moved over Sorin’s thick shoulders and heavily muscled arms. His mouth was doing delectable things to her skin as he moved down her neck to her chest. His hand massaged her breast and tweaked her nipple, sending shivers of delight racing through her to pool between her legs like liquid heat.  
    Her sex clenched, greedy for more.  
    And Sorin was more than willing to give it to her. When he settled over her body, his weight made her tremor with anticipation. His cock pressed against her sex, as if seeking entrance through their layers of clothing.  
    It was too much for Katrina. She clawed at Sorin’s tunic as she tried to pull it off him. In one swift motion, he sat up and yanked it over his head before tossing it aside. She sighed and rose up so she could look her fill of him. Her hand reached out to touch him, but he rose from the bed.  
    Katrina was afraid he was leaving, but then she saw him tug off his boots and yank down his trews. She bit her lip as she got her first real look at a man.  
    He was...beautiful. Tall and rippled with sinew, Sorin was everything a man should be.  
    She rose up on her knees at the edge of the bed and let her hands move over his broad chest and down his hard stomach to his narrow hips. His rigid cock jumped every time her hand neared it.  
    As much as she wanted to touch him, feel him, she was too hesitant to do it. Until he took her hand and placed it over his rod.  
    “Feel me, feel the desire I have for you,” he whispered in her ear just before he took her lobe in his mouth and sucked.  
    Katrina gasped at the sensation and closed her eyes. He was hot and hard and velvety smooth. He guided her hand up and down his length while his other hand found her breast.   Pleasure spiked through her. Something warm and needful unfurled in her sex. And then he yanked her chemise over her head. She arched her back and let her head drop back as her hips sought him.  
    His hand came around her waist to hold her as his mouth descended on her nipple, suckling it deep in his mouth. Katrina bit her lip to keep from crying out as her need grew to overwhelming proportions. She wanted...more.  
    Sorin didn’t make her wait. He pushed her back and knelt beside the bed. Katrina lifted her head to look at him when she felt him opening her legs. No one had ever looked at her sex, but the need for him overruled her fear.  
    His hands caressed the insides of her thighs, placing kisses against her skin. She let her head fall onto the bed, unable to hold back the tide of need that had taken her. Her body gave a slight jerk when his fingers skimmed over the curls at her sex, but at the same time, delicious heat filled her. His fingers parted her and dipped inside her.  
    Katrina clawed at her bed coverings and cried out his name. His fingers went