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could
take his time. He could tune all his senses to hers. He lowered his head and
kissed her gently, his lips cool on her own heated ones. When he felt her lips
part, he deepened the kiss, drinking deeply, his tongue dueling with hers and
stealing her breath.
    There
was innocence in her kiss. She was hesitant at first, but then opened fully to
him. He fisted his hands in her hair and pulled her against him with a groan.
This was what he wanted, what he’d needed for so long.
    For
months he’d loved her through her mind, but now, finally, he’d been unable to
wait even one more night. It was time for her to belong her him. Devlin knew
that even if she wasn’t ready to become a vampire yet, she was ready for this
much at least. Nothing would seal their bond faster than mating with her.
    She
was his.
    Making
love to a human was intoxicating. Making love to one of the Chosen was even
more so. Her scent filled his nostrils, the beat of her heart pulsed in her
throat, and he lowered his head, teasing them both by nipping her neck where
the pulse beat steadily. It would be so easy to take just a taste, but he
didn’t—not yet. There would be time later for that.
    For
now, he just needed to make love to her and with her.
    Sarah
felt a jolt of electricity when she felt his teeth on her neck. She arched her
head, giving him better access. She’d have sworn in that instant that there was
an actual string from the pulse in her neck to the heated flesh between her
thighs when she felt the almost painful pull of need. She felt herself growing
hotter and hotter as his lips and teeth moved on her.
    She’d
never been touched like this before; had never been wanted like this before— had never wanted like this before. Would it always be like this? Would the gentlest
nips of his teeth always make her heart beat a little faster?
    When
she felt his fingers move to her breasts, she arched her back, loving the feel
of his fingers on her skin. She gave a sound of denial when he lifted his
mouth, only to groan in pleasure as his mouth found her breast. She felt him
bite her nipple gently and once more arched against him. Her fingers moved into
his black hair, holding his head against her breast. When he drew the pointed nipple
into his mouth, she sighed with pleasure.
    One
hand smoothed down her chest to her stomach. He lingered a moment, drawing
light circles around her navel and she wiggled, silently willing him to touch
her where she so needed it.
    Devlin
didn’t disappoint. His fingers found her clitoris and rubbed it for a long
moment, before gently flicking it with his thumb and forefinger. The dual
sensations of his mouth on her breast and his fingers on her clitoris drove her
over the edge with a hard, fast orgasm. She cried out, mindless with the
blinding pleasure of her release.
    When
she’d slumped back against the pillows, Devlin lifted his head and looked down
at her. Her face was flushed and damp with perspiration. Her body was shuddering
with the aftermath of her quick release and he smiled. “Tell me you want me,
Sarah,” he growled low. “Tell me that you want this ,” he demanded,
driving two fingers into the warm folds of her labia, driving her relentlessly
toward a second climax.
    Sarah
met his eyes and said only one word.
    “Yes.”
    Devlin
needed no further urging. He removed his clothes quickly.
    Sarah
watched in dazed pleasure as his hands moved first to his waist, as he stripped
out of the dark black jeans and his boxers. In her dreams she’d seen him naked,
but nothing could have prepared her for the reality of his body. His chest was
broad and wide and the muscles rippled as the navy silk shirt followed the jeans.
There was a dark line of hair going from his waist to the thick length of his
penis. He eased onto the bed and moved over her, bracing his weight on his
forearms, and taking her hands.
    He
held her hands in his, lacing their fingers together and looking into her eyes.
“Tell me you want me,” he