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Every taut fiber of his being ached with the need to put his mouth on her silken skin, to feel all of her Taste all of her

His hands obeyed that need, reaching up to gently ease the robe off Melena’s shoulders It slipped down her ar her to the waist She was so lovely Porcelain skin dusted with a s of sweet, peachy freckles and lush, feed to be savored

The purple contusions andcuts on her torso and abdoe for whoever did it swirled through hiht of how close she’d co with everyone else, that rage turned ht on a couple of her worst bruises She flinched a little and some of his fury snarled out of him "It hurts?"

"Only a bit" When he drew his hand away, she caught it, placed his pal er for hie her He filled his hand with her breast, then took herher, onlythrobbed with the need to claim, to possess

He drew the robe off her coent h his amber-drenched, fevered eyes

Then he lifted her off her feet and spread her out beneath him on his bed

CHAPTER 7

Melena sank down onto the soft , as Lazaro prowled up the length of her nad body

It wasn’t fear that gripped her Nothing even close to fear

Her every nerve ending had coly electric--under his careful, caressing touch and the sensual proue as he’d tenderly explored her skin

Now, lying exposed to him completely on the bed while he remained clothed, she wasn’t uncomfortable in the least And whether thatfool, she didn’t know Nor did she care in thatshe was doing with this man

She wanted more