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For her and her alone

For the night to coive herself to hi her

For all their tiether

In the dark of the night, in the warolden incandescent gloas it possible to have felt such bliss, to have responded to his skilled, but oh, so gentle possession?

She had cried out—not in pain this time, but in wonder, just as he had pro with a pleasure, an ecstasy so intense her spine had arched like a bow, her li sinews of his back And he had thrown his head back as he, too, had reached that same peak of absolute union

And now she lay in his arms, with an exhaustion so profound and a wonder so deep binding her to him as her hectic heart rate eased She felt her breath, war

, supporting chest, felt her eyelids close, sleep washing over her in the cradle of his arms

In all the world this was the only place she wanted to be

As he felt the soft, tre body in his arms lapse into restful slu to the torpor of satiation, but before the last of his conscious thoughts ebbed from him he knew that one was uppermost The one he treasured most

Just as he had promised her he would, he had made it wonderful for her And for himself as well

Like I’ve never known it

But why? Why should that be?

Like feathers on a streah his mind Never before had he been a woman’s first lover—and never before had a woman been his wifenor shared his haven on Kallistris

Were they the reasons it had seemed soso specialwith Rosalie?