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punches, he realized, because if the full force of that elbow had hit him, he'd have a lovely bruise blooming right about now.
    His vampyre growled low and deep in his mind and Marcus warned his beast not to hurt her.
    She was still vulnerable.
    And she was his wee darling.
    Just as he was mulling over how to teach her a lesson without inflicting a bruise, his wee darling distracted him by slowly running her hands up her torso to caress her breasts and then, showing absolutely no mercy, she drop-kicked him right in the balls.
    Marcus sank to his knees.
    The pain was so vicious that his mouth went into the shape of an O and a high whimper escaped from his throat.
    "Well done," cried Ian, who slapped her on the back.
    A mistake.
    She whirled.
    Ian Macpherson, for the first time in his life, found himself clutching his throat after a double punch that was so lightning fast he hadn't seen it coming.
    As both men were on their knees, Anais did another double-quick two-step shuffle on the spot. "Is that lesson one over?"
    When she received no response other than a high whine (this from her husband) she gave them a smile an angel might be proud of, turned her back, strolled to the door, hips swaying enticingly. With a hand on the handle, she turned and waggled her fingers. "Thanks for the warm-up, guys."
    And left.
    It wasn't often that Marcus Gillespie found himself speechless.
    But he was speechless now.
    Still on his knees and blinking frantically to stop his eyes watering, he breathed through the pain between his legs and turned to stare at his Centuri Commander.
    "Bluidy hell."
    "Aye," agreed a very hoarse Ian whose fingers were massaging his voice box. "But what I want to know is why she didn't fight like that when the Legion took her."
    Marcus blinked.
    "Good point. Once I've got my breath back, I'll ask her."
    "You do that. And while you're at it, ask her where the she learned to fight like that."
    Marcus struggled to his feet, bent over with his hands on his knees and took a shaky breath.
    Christ, she'd broken his dick.
    By the time he stood up, the room was spinning sickly.
    Ian nearly toppled him when he slapped his back.
    Marcus returned the favor and grinned right into his Commander's face.
    "Isn't she fucking marvelous?"

Chapter Four
    Shaking like a leaf, her emotions taking her on a crazy roller-coaster ride, Charlotte managed to stand and simply stare at her husband.
    He stood before her fully clothed and looked as if he was carved from stone, except for the occasional pulse from his erection.
    She bit down hard on her bottom lip and tasted blood.
    There was no way she could deny, standing stark naked in front of him, that she loved him utterly and completely.
    But duty to business always came first with the Gillespie brothers. Going into their marriage, she’d known how important his work was to James, so she had no excuse for her feelings of abandonment. Not really. After six short months she'd begun to feel rejected. Their sex life, once so incredible had petered down to a roll on roll off act that broke her heart every single time.
    After Eleanor Pattullo, daughter of Cristophe Pattullo, had befriended her and told her about Dirty Little Secrets, her networking group for women linked to an upmarket sex shop, Charlotte had started to write down her deepest sexual fantasies. Fantasies she'd desperately wanted to share with her husband in the hope it would kick start their sex life.
    Right now it appeared she was about to get her wish, so why did she feel like she’d opened Pandora’s box?
    By leaving her right on the edge of an orgasm like this, she knew James was punishing her. Her need to orgasm was so intense her fingers itched to finish it herself. But instinct told her she’d pay a brutal price if she moved. She’d no idea by the frozen expression on his strong face what he was thinking.
    Normally James would tell her how beautiful she was and what she did to him, but not now. Now his mouth was held