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to stem the jealous urges that seethed within him.
    This night was preordained, he’d known for many years what would happen. It had never mattered.
    Consummate their union, fuck his woman and share her with Roarke, and then it would be over. His duty would be done.
    How could he know of the emotion coiling through him? How could he have planned for these feelings that were so foreign to him?
    Now, watching Noele reach for Roarke’s shaft, knowing how much pleasure she gave his friend, caused him to grit his teeth to keep from wrenching the two of them apart.
    He wanted this faerie for himself. Not just tonight, but always. By the stars in heaven, what he thought was not in his destiny now faced him squarely, and he recognized the truth.
    He was in love with his wife.

Chapter Seven
    By the stars, he could not love her. Garick willed the thoughts away, the awareness that he had foolishly allowed his heart to be given to his bride.
    Yet, they would not dissipate. With every stroke of her hand on his body, Garick was more certain than ever that his life mate was his destiny.
    Watching her touch Roarke only confirmed the fact that he could not, would not, ever share this woman with another after tonight.
    “Noele,” he said, his tone more harsh than he wanted it to be. But by the gods, he needed her attention on him.
    “Yes, my husband?” She turned beguiling crystal blue eyes on him. Even her lashes were tinged with silver tips, her body glowing like a starlit sky.
    Her essence bathed him in magical stardust, her rose-like scent nearly driving him mad.
    “Touch my cock.”
    “Aye, Garick,” she purred. “With great pleasure.”
    He looked down at her small hand encircling his shaft and groaned as she began to caress him slowly.
    She moved her fingers over Roarke’s cock in the same way, stroking them with a deliberate rhythm that nearly drove him insane.
    The visual of her standing between them, both their shafts thrusting against her hands, had him nearing completion much sooner than he would like. How easy it would be to shoot his come into her waiting hands.
    But he would not allow it. His seed was meant for her channel, her inner core, the virgin pussy that he would claim very soon.
    He refused to think about what would happen afterward. Now, his balls tightened against his shaft, and all he could think of was driving his cock hard and deep inside her cunt until she screamed his name.
    The feel of two cocks in her hand dampened her, a rush of arousal that moistened her thighs, readying her for her husband’s penetration.
    Oh please make it soon. I have waited a lifetime for this .
    Roarke reached down and removed her hand from his penis, then moved behind her. He was so close his breath brushed her shoulders. Garick stepped forward and traced her collarbone with his knuckles.
    She shivered. Roarke circled her waist with his hands. They were warm, strong, and gentle.
    Garick brushed his mouth across her parted lips, his tongue tenderly slipping inside to caress hers.
    Roarke pressed a warm kiss against the side of her neck and she shivered at the dual sensations. Their scent wafted over her; wine, the outdoor air and aroused male. She shuddered, her body pulsing and preparing itself for them.
    She was ready. Tensed, eagerly anticipating what was to come. She wanted them to hurry, and yet this relaxed, slow pace was as enjoyable as an intoxicating wine.
    “Relax,” Roarke whispered in her ear. He squeezed her hips, his erection brushing against her buttocks.
    He rocked against her, his cock nestling in the cleft between her cheeks. By the heavens! He was huge and hard and burning her skin where he touched.
    Her nipples brushed against Garick’s chest and puckered, hardening to aching peaks. As if in answer to their need, he reached up and circled her nipples with his fingers, lightly tugging at the crests until they were swollen, tender and desperate for his mouth. He complied, bending to lick one and then the