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E form, still amazed that Maxas in her arhly She shifted and winced He had been insatiable, taking her several tihts she’d slept in his room He had been unhurried He worshipped her, licked her all over, and ensured she wept from pleasure

She brushed locks of hair from his forehead and leaned over to kiss his lips softly He slept in relaxed repose, his chest gently lifting with each even breath She pulled away the covers to look at his scarred flesh She had seen it before but had been too distracted by the hunger that bled from him to fully examine it

With the tip of her finger, she gently traced the scar froes in him Her heart clenched in pain for what he er, and there were dashes of silver at his left teht beard gave him a rakish look Despite all that he still sounded and touched her like her Maxwell The only tih hen she akened earlier by his tortured groans and shook hihtmare His eyes had been wild as he stared at her, his face drawn into savage lines of tor, he had draw

n her underneath hith without any preliminaries

She gently rose fro to wake him The speed hich he had fallen into slumber indicated the depth of his exhaustion She dressed silently, her hts away for the past days, focusing only on having her beloved back in her ar the pain and loneliness that bled froin to fathom how he could be alive and how Marcellus had known

She eased open his door and slipped into the hall and froze at the sight of his father, Edward Wynwood, the Duke of Harcourt, walking toward his son’s room

Eh hair that was still h her entire body “I…”

“Be at ease, my dear I had expected you to be in his room I hope my presence has not disco with aent matter”

She felt flu other than huhts And they were not married

“He is asleep, but please wake hi to my room,” she burst out and swept past him

“Emily”

She froze, then spun at how he said her name The kindness in his blue eyes almost felled her

“Yes, Your Grace?”

“Marcellus paces the library like a caged tiger,” he said kindly She saw the knowledge in the duke’s eyes He knew she had been with both of his sons Emily wanted to die

She sucked in a harsh breath and could only nod s to her mind that she wanted to keep banished until Maxoke She wanted to speak with Maxwell first She feared she could not face Marcellus The agony that ravaged her at his deception was too painful, too real, and too surprising