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He couldn’t do that to her

He wouldn’t

Instead he guided her toward a fevered clier that rode hi relentlessly until she broke apart in his arms on a scream

Then he pivoted her around and e

As he came inside her on a shout, he couldn’t disether was ticking--so fast he could feel it in his bones

Eight nights with Seraphina wasn’t enough

But so to have to find the strength to let her go

CHAPTER 15

Sera woke fro drowsy and sated Sore in all the right places She couldn’t curb the smile that crept over her face as she recalled the hours she’d spent in the bathing roo and incredible--which, she was beginning to realize, was the norm where he was concerned

He was a tireless, wickedly creative lover When she’d lost count of her orgasms and was sure she couldn’t take anypool and carried her to one of several nests of plump cushions and silk pillows on the floor for another bone- their bodies ether in the darkness of her ca co every carnal nuance of their passion in the candlelit reflection in the bathing rooled liain as she wandered into the villa’s kitchen for a light breakfast Jehan ake too--if he’d slept at all His deep voice carried in a low, indistinctarea in the heart of the retreat He was on her phone apparently She hoped he had gotten back to Marcel after his brother’s repeated rabbed a peach fro curls poured loose around her shoulders and over her bare breasts as she padded quietly out of the kitchen in just her panties to join hi into the ripe peach as she walked, she considered howit off Jehan’s th of his cock

Oh Godshe had it bad for thisin her life ever had Yes, she lived for her work It had fulfilled her for a long tiave her yearning and contentment, excitement and peace He had opened a part of her she hadn’t even realized had been closed before

Most unsettling of all, he ht need A mate by blood A bond that could never be broken, not even by tio, there had been a ht want that too

She wouldn’t have refused him

They’d been drunk with passion, and in the heat of that limitless pleasure, he could have taken all of her--body, heart, soul, and blood She would have surrendered everything she was Without even knohat a future together ht look like once the handfast was over and they left the cocoon of the villa

She would give it all to him now too, clear-headed and sober

Not at the end of their eight nights, but now

And as much as it scared her, she had to let hi, she had to knohat she’d read in his tor close to the depth of e else mattered They would find a way to blend their lives and forether

But as she rounded the corner of the corridor and overheard some of his conversation, all of her hopes faltered, then fell away He wasn’t talking to Marcel She hung back, out of Jehan’s sight as he spoke with one of his felloarriors