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compromised, her virtue had not. She was still a virgin and would likely remain one until she became a withered old maid unless she seized her chance tonight. It was that prospect that had propelled her into Blade’s bed, despite the danger that he might claim her heart as well as her body. If she let that happen, their parting at the end of this voyage would be as painful as any bereavement.
    Genia strove to block out that terrifying thought by concentrating on the delightful sensations of Blade’s nearness—the smooth heat of his skin, the melting whisper of this voice.
    She seized the instant of dazed silence that greeted her confession to press her advantage.
    â€œLet us not waste any more time on explanations that will only keep us from what we both want so much.”
    For an instant, she feared Blade might renew his protests, giving her doubts time to catch up with her. Instead, he pulled her close again, playfully nuzzling her ear. “You will get no more argument from me. I surrender.”
    â€œExcellent.” She chuckled as he grazed her neck and shoulder with his cheek. “I will give you very generous terms.”
    â€œI have no doubt of that.” He fumbled for the hem of her shift then, tugging it up and off.
    With a deep, exultant sigh, he eased her back onto the bed. Genia wriggled on the sheets, reveling in her nakedness.
    Blade wasted no time relishing it, too. As he rubbed his bare body against hers, she soaked in the delicious friction and gave herself up to the ravenous heat it created. Then he kissed and nuzzled his way down her neck and over her collarbones.
    A deep purr of pleasure rippled through Genia’s chest when his lips closed over her nipple and he began to suckle while fondling her other breast with his free hand. For what seemed like a blissful eternity, he pleasured her thus, making her breath race and her body writhe. Not content to be a passive recipient of his favors, she ran her fingers through his hair, down his neck and over his shoulders, trying to commit his form to memory.
    When at last he pressed a parting kiss upon each nipple and began to range lower, she bent to whisper in his ear. “Now it is my turn to touch you and bring you pleasure.”
    She wanted to convince him that she was a woman of experience. If he suspected her innocence, she feared he might send her away before he had properly initiated her into the secret wonders of womanhood.
    â€œBelieve me,” he breathed, “to taste your skin and caress your bare body brings me enormous pleasure.”
    â€œSpeaking of enormous…” She reached down to wrap her fingers around his shaft. Surely he would never suspect a woman who touched him with such wanton assurance of being a green virgin.
    Blade gasped. “Have a care or you will drive me over the edge before I can oblige you.”
    â€œIndeed?” Genia loosened her grip to run her fingertips over his straining flesh. “I have the utmost faith in your self-control.”
    With a deep low growl, Blade fell back onto the bed and surrendered to her caresses. With neither experience nor tutoring upon which to draw, Genia relied upon her intuition and imagination, taking her cues from the way he moved and the sounds he made to discover what pleased him.
    She had thoroughly familiarized herself with his manly parts when suddenly he clamped a hand around each of her wrists. “Enough now, woman. Give over and let me make you mine.”
    Those words acted on her emotions like the whisper of his fingertip upon the center of her need. That was what she most wanted—to be his, to belong to him in the only way their circumstances would permit.
    His next whisper left her as breathless as his lovemaking. “I have a few sheaths in my possession. But groping about in the dark to find them would be such a wasteful use of our time together. Surely a woman of the world like you must know the proper precautions to