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pealed through the air and vibrated off the walls.
    His fangs didn’t brush her again. Not once. He tongued her
into oblivion, doing things to her clit that should be illegal in forty-nine
states, but his fangs never touched her. She didn’t know how. Maybe he was one
of those guys who could tie a cherry stem into a knot with his tongue. It
certainly seemed fitting. That beautiful organ inside his mouth deserved the
Nobel Prize.
    He stroked her as though he cared. He loved her with his
mouth as if he loved her .
    And when she met his gaze, the world around her dissolved
into nothing. In that second, something changed. Something monumental changed.
It reverberated through every nerve in her body. She felt submerged in pure
white, blazing with fire, and he remained the only thing keeping the burn from
doing her in completely.
    In that second, he’d broken through the wall she’d built
around her heart.
    And it terrified her.

Chapter Seven
     
    “This is going to kill me.” Raegan met his gaze, catching a
glimmer of his grin as he crawled up her body. In easy seconds, she found herself
flipped beneath him, his cock driving hard into her.
    “What?” he whispered, nipping at her shoulder. “This?” He
showered a trail of kisses back to the proud bite on her throat, then sucked
hard on his mark of ownership. “Or this?” He slid his hands under her thighs,
buried his face in the crook of her neck, and slammed her with thrusts
seemingly hard enough to send the mattress crashing through the floors beneath
them.
    “Oh yes! Zeth!”
    The words sounded strange colored in her own voice, but she
didn’t know what else to say. Moreover, she couldn’t help herself. Every time
his cock drove inside her, a slew of monosyllabic nothings sputtered through
her lips.
    “Just…want…to know…” He lifted his head to smile at her, and
the sight made her heart clench. “Stretch your arms above you, baby.”
    “Huh?”
    Zeth mock-bit at her throat before pulling back to meet her
gaze, raising his eyebrows seductively and nodding at the head of the mattress.
“Trust me.”
    Trust him? Did she even have the wiring for that?
    He brushed his lips against hers in a sweet, almost-loving
kiss, and her world melted. God, she had that wiring plus some. Raegan
shuddered and obeyed.
    Zeth grinned and kissed her again. “Good girl,” he murmured.
“My sweet, hot, tight Raegan.”
    “I don’t…” Raegan’s teeth clenched, her grip tightening as
his thrusts grew harder. Her body still trembled from the last orgasm he’d
given her, and the sensation of him sliding in and out of her rubbed her nerves
raw. Her skin felt tender. Her body ached, but the burn was so good that she
couldn’t object. If he left her now, she was certain she would wake the dead
with her wail of protest. “I don’t… I can’t…”
    “You can’t what, baby? Come again?” The leer stretching his
lips sent shivers across her skin. “I beg to differ.” His thrusts grew sharper
with every drive, his cock striking places within her increasingly sore body
that she didn’t know existed. And even as pleasure danced closer to that shady
area of pain, it felt too sweet to relinquish. She held him to her, her hips
battling his, wrestling to bruise him just as much as he bruised her. She
wanted him cross-eyed with pleasure. She wanted him so thoroughly covered with
her that he wanted nothing else. She wanted him so addicted to her that he’d
start convulsing if he ever withdrew his touch.
    “Uhhh… I—”
    “I love the way you feel around me. Squeezing me into
oblivion. I love feeling you come. You’re so wet and tight. Christ, you’re
amazing.” He brushed his lips along her jawline. “How’s it that I went so many
years without this? Without you around me? Without your warmth?”
    A note that she’d never heard before sounded in his voice,
something naked and vulnerable, something startlingly pure. And the emotion
swirling in his eyes seemed