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poor clit
    throbbed. I slipped a hand between my
    thighs and furiously rubbed the pink pearl.
    A short time later, I shrieked his name
    again and started to come. I gripped the
    bedcovers in one hand and strummed my
    clit with the other while wave after wave
    of pure bliss engulfed me.
    I thought for sure he'd come with me but
    he held back again. When my climax
    finally faded, he flipped me onto my back
    and climbed between my thighs. His huge
    body covered mine. He planted those big
    hands on either side of my head. When he
    claimed my mouth in a sensual, searching
    kiss, I melted. Our tongues fluttered
    together as he thrust into me again and
    again.
    Captured beneath this male behemoth, I
    experienced
    the
    strangest
    thrill
    of
    belonging. My hands roamed his sides and
    his back, my fingertips discovering the old
    scars and dark tattoos marking his skin.
    Some of the scars were obviously from
    knives or other sharp objects. One or two
    looked puckered like bullet wounds. A
    few of them I couldn't even guess as to
    how they'd been created.
    Taking hold of his muscled forearms, I
    held onto him. Our gazes clashed with
    such intensity as he made love to me. Our
    lips touched and separated, our breaths
    mingling as he started to shudder and
    approach the beginning of his climax. I
    wound my thighs around his waist and
    squeezed him tightly, milking his cock
    with my pussy as he shoved deep inside
    me and came. His lips ghosted across my
    ear. Only one word escaped them.
    " Mine. "
    The possessive ring to his declaration
    should have bothered me but I couldn't
    imagine belonging to anyone else. I
    wanted him to claim me. I wanted him to
    call me his.
    Hagen fell onto his side but pulled me
    close. He tucked me into the little spot
    created by his bent arm and thigh,
    snuggling me tightly to his chest. I happily
    placed my head on him and draped my
    arm across his body. Feeling sleepy and
    humming with post-orgasmic bliss, I let
    him stroke and caress me.
    I told myself I wouldn't fall asleep, that
    I'd just doze for a few moments before
    getting up to go home. The reassuring thud
    of his big heart tempted me to stay even
    longer. His lips brushed my forehead in a
    gentle kiss. I realized in that moment that
    Hagen was even more dangerous than I'd
    ever imagined. Walking into his bar that
    afternoon, I'd been sure he would break
    me and my brother. Now, though, I
    understood his biggest threat to me wasn't
    violence.
    No, it was hope . Hope that I wouldn't
    be alone. Hope that I wouldn't have to
    face life without someone to love and
    support me.
    And hope could be a very dangerous
    thing.
    CHAPTER FOUR

    The annoying chirp of my cell phone
    shattered the lovely dream I was enjoying.
    Without opening my eyes, I slapped at
    what should have been my bedside table.
    The sensation of my hand smacking warm
    skin shocked me right out of my
    slumbering state. Sucking in a sharp
    breath, I bolted upright.
    "Easy." Hagen's now familiar voice cut
    through the darkness. "It's just me."
    I blinked a few times before the
    memory of our night flashed through my
    mind. "Did I fall asleep after…?"
    "Yes. I didn't want to wake you. I had
    your purse brought in from the car and let
    you sleep."
    My phone started to ring again. My
    stomach knotted. It had to be very late or
    very early. There was only one person
    who could call me at this time of night and
    so many times in a row. Groaning, I
    pushed down the sheet and moved to the
    edge of the bed. "Where is my purse?"
    "I put it on the chair in the corner."
    Hagen flicked on a lamp. I shielded my
    eyes until they grew accustomed to the
    brightness.
    The idea of answering the phone while
    naked weirded me out. Obviously, Ronnie
    wouldn't be able to see me but it just
    didn't feel right. I grabbed the first piece
    of clothing I could find—Hagen's shirt—
    and slipped into it. The phone started to
    chirp and vibrate again. I picked up my
    purse and fished around inside the bag
    until I found