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They were joined; they were one. She surrounded him, hot and tight and wet, and it was better than he’d anticipated.
    Tenderly he cupped her face. Her beautiful face. His thumbs brushed over her lips. He would care for her all the days of his life. He would ensure no one ever hurt her again. “Ready?”
    â€œFor you? Always.”
    He withdrew from her, almost all the way out, before sinking back in and groaning at the bliss. Her back arched, and her perfect white teeth nibbled on her bottom lip. Her head fell to the side, revealing the delicious plane of her neck. Still he did not bite her. He wouldn’t. Wouldn’t do that to her.
    In and out he moved, in and out he savored her. He stared into her eyes the entire time, and she stared into his. It was as if they were each other’s anchor. As if seeing each other kept them here, locked in the moment, just the two of them, safe and cherished. There was nothing else, no one else, the fruition of every secret yearning he’d ever possessed.
    â€œBite,” she commanded.
    â€œNo. You are healing.”
    â€œNo, I am healed. Bite me. I want it. I need it. Don’t deny me this. Please, don’t deny me this.”
    â€œNola—”
    â€œPlease, Zane. Please. With you, nothing seems wrong. Don’t make me beg.”
    He could not stand the thought of this strong woman begging for anything. He bit, fangs driving into her neck. The sweetness of her taste exploded on his tongue, through his body, making his muscles quiver and his bones vibrate.
    â€œZane,” she cried as her inner walls spasmed around his shaft. “Zane, Zane.” Her hands clutched at his back, her nails digging into his muscles. “Yes, yes, yes.”
    â€œNola!” That was all his body needed to propel into its own release. He roared, shooting inside her, filling her up with everything that he was. In that moment, his entire existence made sense. He’d been born to be this woman’s mate. He’d given himself to a demon to better understand this precious woman’s pain. He’d been chosen for the gods’ cruel game to ensure this woman’s survival.
    He loved her. Would always love her.
    And now, he thought, an idea springing to life, he would save her.

Chapter Eight
    Nola cuddled against Zane’s body, happier than she’d ever been in her life. She’d just made love. Truly made love. And it had been amazing. Her body had hummed with pleasure, and her mind had soared to the heavens.
    Only once had she considered her past, and Zane had quickly defeated the memories, as only a strong, fierce warrior could. No one had ever made her feel as protected or as prized as this man had. She hadn’t thought such feelings possible, actually.
    â€œZane,” she said, grinning. She was buzzing with joy, drunk with it, and just might smile for the rest of her life. “Thank you.”
    â€œI did do a good job, didn’t I?”
    It was the first time he’d ever teased her, and she liked it. A laugh bubbled from her; she couldn’t hold it back. Soon she was laughing so hard, tears were streaming down her cheeks.
    Zane’s lips were twitching. “Some men would take this as a criticism of their performance.”
    â€œBut as you know you did a good job…”
    â€œI’m not one of them,” he agreed.
    They shared a grin.
    His arms tightened around her. “You said every time you admitted something about me, you were freed from some part of your curse.”
    â€œYes.” Reminded of her plight, some of the happiness drained from her.
    â€œThen do you have something else to admit to me?”
    â€œOh. Well…I-I—” Nola sat up and peered down at him. No longer did he appear so confident and joyous. His expression was blank. No, not blank. Fear was sparking in the depths of his eyes. For some reason, seeing it gave her courage. “I love you. I love you so much I