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Because this is where she belongs

Where she will always belong

The disturbing words floated through his y," she retorted, erous…unpredictable…"

"Oh, I can be very predictable, little one," he corrected, grasping her hand to gently place it against his pulsing arousal

Her breath caught as her fingers traced his hard cock straining against his zipper, her eyes darkening with awareness of her feminine power

Desire clawed deep within him He wanted toburied deep within her iftly under his control At heart, he was still a barbarian A wild, pagan coupling was becoan couldn’t have missed the sudden heat that filled the cavern, or the tension that clenched his r over the edge, her searching fingers slowly tugged down the zipper of his jeans, releasing the heavy thrust of his erection

"Gods," Jagr e of desire

"Do you like this?" she deth

"Yes," he growled, his hands clutching her hips as he sought to re need

"And this?" she whispered, her hand an…" Heshut as he battled to hold off the surging clihtly squeezed "And this?"

"Enough," he choked, grasping her wrist to halt the exquisite tor eh to make me explode"

The sweet scent of her arousal deepened at his blunt words "And that’s a bad thing?"

"Bad?" His sharp laugh echoed through the darkness "By the saints, I would walk through the fires of hell for the feel of your hands on my body"

Her lips curved in a smile of pure te me?"

Good question

Oh, it wasn’t uncommon for him to deny himself pleasure

His lair was a cold, barren series of cement tunnels beneath an abandoned warehouse It had none of the luxuries that most vampires craved His only concession to coh-tech computer, and his plasma TVs

And certainly he never allowed hient pursuit of physical pleasure that many demons craved

He never questioned his monkish existence What did it matter if it was an obsessive need to feel in control after years of being in the power of others? Or so turned into the same monster as those who’d tortured him? Or even a boorish distaste for the coe into the swirling sensations that heated his blood to a fever pitch He wanted to…feel To melt the ice that had held him captive since he’d left those blood-soaked caves

He wanted Regan in any way she would have him

It was obvious that despite her innocence, this Were possessed a playful curiosity Why not allow her to explore her potent effect on his body?

They had an eternity to satisfy any number of fantasies

Endless, decadent, wicked fantasies

With a slow, deliberate r released her wrist at the sa kiss She readily opened her ue, her hand ly blissful strokes

He didn’t knohy she’d suddenly lowered her stiff barriers Why she’d accepted the passion that had pulsed between theive a shit

Fate was rarely kind to hi to s his lips over the heated skin of her cheeks, he nuzzled the hollow just below her ear, his fingers trailing a determined path down the sleek line of her waist She shivered in response, her heart pounding so loudly that Jagr didn’t need to be a vauide his touch, intent on her pleasure even as his hips began to pump forward as her strokes became more assured, forceful

Oh…hell

In over a thousand years, nothing had ever felt so good

Reaching the edge of her panties, Jagr ripped the fragile silk aell beyond subtle

He wanted to explore the damp heat he could already sense He wanted to feel her tremble in need He wanted to hear those tiny cries of pleasure as hehis hand to slide over the curve of her thigh, Jagr gently parted her legs to allow his fingers access to herlow in his throat, he parted her folds and discovered her er for his touch