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beautiful and sensual—the woman she’d always wanted to be.  
    His hands caressed down her arms to her hips. Achingly unhurried, he began to move his hands upward to the indent of her waist, stopping just below her breasts.  
    Her breath came in great gasps as she waited expectantly, anxious to feel his hands touch her. Her breasts swelled and her nipples puckered in the cold air beneath his heated gaze.   When he finally cupped her breasts, her eyes slid closed.  
    When his thumbs moved over her sensitive nipples, Senga sucked in a breath, her senses whirling. The pleasure was so intense, so wonderful that it became almost too much. She gripped his shoulders to keep herself steady as something new and amazing blossomed within her, spreading from deep inside outward until she was panting with it all the while aching for more.  
    Her head fell back as she began to drown in the pleasure. Keiran’s mouth was everywhere. He kissed her neck and the sensitive skin behind her ear, but when his lips moved to her breasts, her legs refused to hold her.   One of Keiran’s arms wrapped around her for support a moment before his mouth latched onto her nipple.  
    Keiran laved the pert little bud in his mouth, luxuriating in the sound of Senga’s soft cries. Her other pink nipple cried for attention as he shifted his mouth to the awaiting peak. Her breasts were firm and filled his hands perfectly.  
    He suckled her deeply, dragging her nipple far into his mouth before running his tongue over the bud. His cock throbbed, begging him to fill her and ease the longing within him.   But he wasn’t yet ready to stop his exploration of her magnificent body. Her flawless, creamy skin was smooth as silk and soft as down.  
    He gripped her hips and thrust his rod against her.   Her answering moan and shift of her hips only made his desire burn brighter. To find someone from his home had been just what he needed, even if she wasn’t his mate. He didn’t feel so alone with Senga in his arms.  
    His clothes became a hindrance, a nuisance that prevented him from feeling her flesh against his. He wanted skin to skin, to have her softness, her supple curves against his hardness.   The irresistible, crushing need intensified each moment she was in his arms.  
    Never had a woman felt so good.   Never had Keiran felt such urgency to take her.   He didn’t question it, simply gave in to the sensations that swept through him.  
    Before he lifted his head, he lightly bit down on her nipple, causing her to gasp and grind her hips against his.   Keiran turned and laid her on the bed before he jerked off his clothes. When he was at last free, he stood frozen as her hungry gaze raked over him.  
    Deep in his heart, Keiran knew he shouldn’t even be thinking of bedding Senga, not when he still had his mate to find. But there was something alluring about her, something he couldn’t turn away from. Whether it was her exquisite beauty, her calming influence on his soul, or the simple attraction between them, he couldn’t – and wouldn’t – walk away from her.  
    His balls tightened when her gaze stopped at his cock. He groaned when she licked her lips, making him think of how her tongue would feel on him, of sliding his rod into her hot, wet mouth.  
    When he could stand it no more, he crawled atop her. Her soft body cradled his as her gray eyes devoured him with the same desire that pumped through his veins.  
    It was going to be one heavenly night.  
     

 
     
    Chapter Three
     
     
    Senga felt as if she was floating on clouds. For so long she’d waited to be held in Keiran’s arms, even before Aimery told her of her destiny.   And now, her greatest desire was being fulfilled.  
    His body was hard and warm.   The delicious weight of him atop her was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. She would be content to lie beneath him for all eternity. Especially while he kissed her as he was now.  
    The kiss was hypnotic,