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down at the beautiful woman lying
    before him. His hand shook as he reached out to touch one soft, glorious breast. At her
    slight moan, he felt his shaft grow as rigid as stone within the confines of his loose
    pants. Swallowing hard, he drew his hand back and began to undress, never once
    taking his eyes from her lovely form.
    He sat down beside her and stroked her arm. Her virginal flesh was like warm silk
    beneath his fingertips. He ached to know every inch of her—outside and in—and he
    could feel the sweat forming on his palms as his need grew.
    “Slowly, Khenty,” he cautioned himself. “Slowly and gently.”
    His hand went to her beautiful hair and he lifted a heavy lock, letting it run through
    his fingers. He took up another tress and brought it to his face to inhale the lemony
    perfume that clung there, closing his eyes to the intoxicating scent.
    “Move over, my love,” he whispered to her, and under the enthrallment he had cast
    upon her, she sighed and did as he ordered.
    He stretched out beside her, content for the moment to just lie there and look at her
    exquisite face and stunning form. He trailed his fingers down her right arm from
    shoulder to wrist then lifted her hand to place the softest of kisses on the underside of
    her wrist. Beneath his lips, he could feel the beat of her heart pulsing through her veins
    and his fangs burst forth. It was all he could do to force them to retract for it was not yet
    time to take her life essence into him. First he must pave the way for all the wondrous
    years that were to come.
    “Come into my arms, my beauty,” he commanded, and when she slipped into his
    embrace—her head to his shoulder, one hand to the place where his heart thundered in
    his chest—he held her tightly to him.
    His hand went to her naked hip and he caressed her, sliding his palm down to the
    nether curls that made his fingertips tingle when he touched them. The base of his hand
    covered that sweet triangle as his fingers gazed the soft, heated folds that beckoned him
    like a siren’s song to explore all that was Catherine.
    With his heart pounding, he eased her to her back. “Spread your legs for me, Kate,”
    he told her.
    A long sigh escaped her perfect mouth as she opened her legs. Her eyes were closed
    and there was a gentle, trusting smile on her full lips—lips that drew his own to taste
    and savor.
    As his tongue slipped between her lips, one strong finger stroked each tender fold
    slowly and tenderly, not yet touching the core of her sex, that sweet nub where pleasure
    dwelt.
    He was gentling her as one would a mare about to be broken to saddle. Taking his
    time—not hurrying, not intruding too quickly or too firmly—touching slick flesh and
    wiry curls, his kiss deepened until she was responding to his soft seduction. Her hips
    lifted toward his hand but he denied her the relief she unconsciously sought, keeping
    well away from her clitoris.
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    Moving his lips to her ear, he gently blew his breath there and caught her lobe
    between his teeth. He smiled as a shudder rippled down her body and she writhed
    beneath his hand.
    “Do you want me, my beauty?” he whispered against the spirals of flesh in her ear.
    “Yes,” she groaned, grinding her buttocks against the sheet.
    He slid the tip of his middle finger past her folds and slightly into her waiting
    sheath.
    “Yes!” she gasped, and shuddered again.
    Khenty knew she understood very little about what went on between a man and
    woman. She was a virgin and her flesh was yet untried. There was but a vague notion
    of the sexual act hovering in her mind but nothing in her experience had ever prepared
    her for the pleasure he intended to give her this night.
    He planted a kiss on her ear then another on the side of her neck, still another at the
    hollow of her collarbone. His warm lips moved across her upper chest and to the
    sternum then went lower until his mouth was between her breasts. The hard