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down his defenses. He
wanted her beneath him. He just had to have her, but he sought to strengthen
his patience, not that he was all that patient to
begin with. He craved her touch and desired her as much as he hoped she desired
him. His cock had become hard as steel as soon as he tossed her
five-foot-ten-inch frame over his shoulder. The soft press from her voluptuous
body ignited his lust further.
    Last year, she’d worn her long
hair in beautiful auburn curls pinned on top of her head. This year, Helena’s
straight hair cascaded down her back. Her sienna complexion was flawless and
felt like spun silk to the touch.
    Her large brown eyes gave her
an innocent, yet exotic, appearance. Helena’s features were strong and
majestic. Prominent cheekbones graced her oblong face, proudly boasting her
partial Native American heritage. He ached as he
pictured her sweet, full lips wrapped around his cock. He released a growl at
the thought of his seed covering her beautiful face.
    “ Put me down, Cyn !” She continued to kick and scream.
    She’d just interrupted one hell
of a vision. “Please. Don’t make me punish you.” He smiled again. He loved
toying with her. Helena ignored him and kicked harder. Apparently the little
wench enjoyed toying with him, too. They were definitely a match made in Hell.
Without further warning, his large hand connected with her soft bottom. “Next
time I won’t be so gentle,” he warned her. “You’re really starting to test my
patience, Helena.”
    He smiled gently as she
whimpered her rebuttal. That was more like it. Well, at least she wasn’t
squirming around and kicking anymore. Little did she know how close he was to
ripping her clothes off and taking her here and now. He fought the urge hard. He’d been patient all this time, what was another few minutes or so?
    “ I hate you,” she said quietly.
“I really hate you, Cyn .”
    Her words cut through him like
a dagger, and his heart sank, though he didn’t know why. He was simply there to
claim her for his mate.
    “ Hate is not a good word.” He
had to warn her. Delving into deep, negative emotions wasn’t good for people in
her family. They came with dark consequences. He cared for her, as much as a
demon could care for anything. The thought of losing her caused his blood to
boil.
    He thought of her aunt, who was
now sleeping peacefully over in the west wing. Surely Mimi had filled her in on
the darkest consequences of the Pearsall family curse. It was believed that
Mimi’s demon had waited centuries to steal Helena’s soul. He shook his head in
disbelief at the pact her distant relative, Silas, had struck with Mimi’s
demon, Barius . Helena was in grave danger.
    Cyn strode down the winding, dark
hallways of his mansion and inhaled deeply. Whether she knew it or not, she was
aroused. He inhaled once again and felt his cock throb. He wanted to taste her.
Just one little taste was all he needed—for now. He groaned because he knew
he’d lose himself to this woman. He’d seek the answers he needed now and play
later.
    Impatiently, he summoned the
double doors to her room open and dropped Helena to her feet. He needed to get
away from her, or he’d ravish her on the spot, but the little vixen wouldn’t
let him leave so easily.
    She tugged at his arm. “Where
do you think you’re going?” Anger blazed in her chocolate eyes, and red flushed
her honey-bronzed face. “You’re not leaving me here like this.”
    He turned and looked at her.
“Oh? I think you forget who’s in charge here. I don’t have time for your
shenanigans. Now let me go, I’ve business to attend.” He needed to talk to Mimi; surely she could tell him the few tidbits of
knowledge he sought.
    “ Cyn , I trusted you, and you lied
to me!” She gripped his muscled arm. “This isn’t supposed to be happening.
Please…I don’t think I can do this,” she retorted. “Please, let me out of this
bargain.”
    He growled deep in his throat
as he broke