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against the snug fit of his pants, threatening to burst through. He tore his mouth away fr om hers long enough to scoop Kyra up in his arms, cradling her there while he strode to the massive bed. His fangs threatened to burst through at the acceptance reflected in her eyes. He swooped down to taste her again .
     
    E xquisite , he thought, laying her on the bed and pulling away only to take in the perfection of her dark shapely body . Although slender, she hadn’t conformed to the anorexic style of beauty. His eyes lingered over her round breasts before skimming the flatness of her stomach, traveling further to settle on the hairless juncture between her thighs.
     
     
     
    This is a dream , she reminded herself. The cool crispness of the sheets was like a lifeline to her drowning senses.
     
    “I can’t do this.”
     
    “You can, you belong with me. A da înãuntru, meu dulciuri . Submit to me, my sweet.”
     
    Without waiting for further protest or her acquiescence, he cupped one breast in a large hand , his eyes eag erly feasting on the firm mound before diving in to sample her flesh.
     
    Kyra arched her back against the wonderfully hot sensation of his mouth on her sensitive nipple. He strummed the other with his thumb while laving the object of choice with his tongue.
     
    “ A da înãuntru , submit to me. You are mine, meu dulciuri .”
     
    “This isn’t real , ” she denied, all the while digging fingers into his thick mane. He paid homage to her second breast, nipping it between firm teeth until she arched against him in total abandonment.
     
    Kyra protested when he stepped back long enough to do away with his breeches. His brief departure was soon forgotten after he rejoined her on the bed, pulling both her legs over his shoulders . She recognized the look on his face. Pure lust. Desire rushed throu g h her as h e eased down onto his forearms until his nose pressed against the outer folds of her labi a. He delved between her nether lips with the tip until he reached her clit. Her breath caught in her throat in anticipation. The thought of what would follow was enough to begi n a slow throbbing in he r core. When his tongue reached out to gift her with one long lap Kyra felt as if she would come undone.
     
    More , she begged silently.
     
    His throaty laughter wafted through her mind.
     
    Dumitri’s following strokes were deliberately slo w. He toyed with her until she crooned. His tongue un dulated against her nubbin and she clawed at the bedspread in an effort to keep from holding his head in place . He pushed one finger into her sheath just as his to ngue darted out to begin a new program of assault on her sensitized clit. Kyra felt as if she were coming apart, literally. Unable to control her mounting desire, she finally succumbed to the urge to push his face further into her now gyrating mound.
     
    “Oh yes… yes, ” she moaned.
     
    Just when she thought she could take no more, when she wou ld explode, Dumitri raised his head and leaned forward with glowing predatory eyes.
     
    “Do you submit, meu dulciuri ?”
     
    “Yes, yes to anything, please.” Was he torturing her on purpose?
     
    “As you wish.”
     
    He spread her thighs and anchored himself in between them, then pressed the head of his cock forward until it rested at the threshold of her channel . Dumitri inched forward just enough to tease her with the shallow penetration. Kyra’ s world tilted on its axis. W ords alone couldn’t describe the sensation. But s he had never felt so whole in her entir e life. She moaned her encouragement it was the only form of communication she was capable of. In a single thrust he buried himself deep inside her . Kyra let out a protesting yelp as he stretched and filled her in a way she never experienced. The pain of their joining registered through the arousal.
     
    A dream shouldn’t hurt , the thought seeped in to her mind as the pain began to subside. Her fantasy lover had become