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turned them over again. Her head hit the bed and she opened
her eyes to find him hovering above her, his harsh panting breaths
stirring something deep inside her. “Come,” he whispered, and
punctuated the command with a rolling thrust that hit her G-spot
with expert precision. So did the next thrust, and the next --
    This time, the world bent around the edges.
Pleasure pressed in on her, a heavy wave of bliss that made her
clench her teeth and shriek. Then everything lifted, including her,
lighter than air and flying. Leo managed one more unsteady thrust
before his voice joined hers, rising in a hoarse cry that almost
sounded like her name.
    There was nothing to do but cling to him and
try to catch her breath, to move with him when he eased carefully
to the bed beside her. She lay there, the pillow soft against her
cheek, and watched his face. “Thank you.”
    A gentle smile tugged at his lips, and he
lifted a hand and rubbed his thumb along the line of her jaw. “Oh,
honey. It was my pleasure. A couple of times.”
    Her own smile faded, and she traced her
fingers lightly over his shoulder and arm. “I wasn’t kidding
before, you know. This was dangerous for you.”
    “ I’m a lot scarier than you
might think.” His arm hooked around her waist and tugged her
closer, until she was nestled firmly against his side. “And I
wasn’t kidding either, Caitlin. If your family gives you trouble… I
can help you.”
    “ No.” She propped her chin
on his chest. “That’s what I mean, Leo. I know how scary you are. I
saw it. And it’s not dangerous because they could hurt you. It’s
the opposite, okay? Because you could hurt them, and you would.
Over me.”
    His eyebrows came together. “Why’s that
dangerous for me? Sounds dangerous for them.”
    “ The strongest dark magic
any of them would ever see. That’s what you said.” A chill shivered
through her. “You’re not in the habit of doling that out. If you
were, Ben would never let you through the doors.”
    Leo’s fingers trailed up her back and over
her shoulder, then returned to do it again. On the third gentle
stroke he sighed. “I’m not a good guy, Caitlin. I’ve got the power
to do terrifying things. And if I were a hero, I’d be out doing
them to people who deserve it. Last time I really used my power was
seventy years ago.” His fingers drifted up to touch her hair. “And
I’d do it again tomorrow, to keep you safe. I don’t know if it says
anything good about me, but it’s the truth.”
    “ I don’t want to be someone
who makes you do awful things.”
    “ Honey, if someone hurts
you, you’re not going to be able to stop me.” He tugged on one
strand of her hair, and his smile looked almost self-conscious.
“I’m already fond of you. And I get protective over people I’m fond
of.”
    Would she do anything different
if someone hurt him? Doubtful. She traced the line of his lips with one finger.
“I don’t want to be someone who hurts you, that’s all. No matter
how that happens.”
    “ Oh, I expect you might
hurt me a little.” He grinned and tugged her hair again before his
other hand landed on her ass in a gentle smack. “You dumped booze
down my pants forty seconds after meeting me. If you make it a week
with me without throwing something heavy at my head, it’ll be a
miracle.”
    With me. It made no sense for either of
them, but it felt right. People wouldn’t understand. They’d think
Leo was taking great pleasure in corrupting and molding an
impressionable young virgin, one who meant little, if anything, to
him.
    Let them think it. I don’t care.
    “ That was a virgin
daiquiri, Leofric,” she reminded him blandly. “So I didn’t dump
booze down your pants. Though I feel I should warn you that I do
have a great throwing arm.”
    Leo just tightened the fingers cupping her
ass and dragged her closer. “Make love, baby. Not war.”
    “ Mmm.” Caitlin bit his
chin. “Even if it takes that miracle you