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"What do you want, Marty?" he finally asked, his tone darker now "You can’t knohat you’re getting into here You can’t knohat you’re actually reaching for"

"I want you"

Yes, she knew exactly what she wanted, who she wanted Just as she kneanted her He could deny it until hell froze over, but the truth was there in his eyes, in the hard contours of his face and the sensual fullness of his lips He see scent of prey, his nostrils flared, his gaze narrowed as it flickered over her and seeer

He wasn’t a man to play with; she had known that for years There was so that nothing about hi drew her in ways she couldn’t fight

"Stop te me, precious You may not like what you find on the other side," he said harshly

Marty inhaled slowly, allowing her tongue to run slowly along her lower lip, as though hesitant, as though considering his warning

His gaze flared with hunger, with dark, glea lust

Oh yes, he wanted her Perhaps almost as badly as she wanted hi the tea and sipping it slowly She wasn’t going to argue with hiue about They both knehat lay between the to blaze out of control

"I understand" She finally nodded "I’m not a woman who already has a lover It’s rather hard to remain unconnected from a woman when she’s your lover rather than another man’s"

He was known to share otherone of his own He was the perfect third, fro absolutely no desire to capture the heart or the loyalty of the woman he slept with

"Perhaps," she continued, "I should si to consider my choice of a third Would you be interested then, Khalid?"

She had to adht only infuriated her It was Khalid she wanted, totally His bed she wanted to share, his life she wanted to be a part of

"Ihi the words to slip free

Khalid watched Marty noays he hadn’t allowed hi into her life pricked at the darkness that brewed inside him A sense of possessiveness, of doain, roiled inside hiht too many years to stay the hell away from her The fascination with her that had built inside him It was a desire that ate at his soul

He shouldn’t allow himself to touch her He should never tempt himself as he did now To touch her would be to risk her, and he knew exactly the cost of that risk

As he watched her, he realized not for the first tiile and delicate her small body was It made him see how easily she could be taken, broken And he had eneh they had remained silent in the past ten years, would strike at her at the slightest opportunity But even the knowledge of that couldn’t still the hunger tearing through him or the desperation that thickened his cock and left his balls pounding with lust

"I cohten you, Khalid" Her tone was as gentle as a Southern rainfall, and yet as cutting as ice "After all, I do believe such things are against club rules, aren’t they? The member himself chooses his third Perhaps I should stick with a lover with a tad hed in surprise The little wench hadto find his balance

"Fear is not quite the e at thein exact detail how she had looked glistening beneath the sun, as she lay by the pool’s edge

He watched her flush and saw the innocence, despite the knowledge in her gray eyes She was self-aware, independent, and, her father swore, willful But she wasn’t a woman who shared herself easily; he rather doubted she had shared herself at all Yet here she stood, daring hi hi ses, it seeone on so long that he had nearly given in ating hi, the teasing, the choice that had been taken from him when he’d learned he was a suspected eneht of nothing e rather than curiosity, with lust rather than innocence

The nights he had nearly broken down, had prayed that his past was that, in the past, and that he could reach out for her

It was that past that held hie of the horror and the blood that could so easily repeat itself Yet still, he longed for her with a hunger that was nearly impossible to resist

She had been built for touch, for pleasure Her sweetly coentle curve of her hips were God’s gift to any man who set eyes on her She was beautiful in ways that other women could only hope to be

From her button nose and pouty lips to her determined chin and stubborn expression, he could see the willful, independent little minx she was But her eyes Those eyes truly were the s to her soul If the look in them was any indication, then he knew she would burn hiaze travel over the delicacy of her body once again He wondered if her skin was as soft as it appeared, if her nipples tasted as sweet as they looked?

His entire body clenched at the thought, while his cock throbbed in heated anticipation He could touch her, he thought He could taste the sweetness of her and still pull back, he could still walk away

He’d never intended to develop more with her than a very close friendship A friendship that would allow him to share her hichever lover she eventually chose If she ever chose one He’d be da

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