“When your leopard really begins to rise, and my male says she’s close, what we do together is going to be intense and maybe a little scary and shocking. I’m going to take you every way a man can take his woman. I’ll be rough sometimes, most of the time, because I’m a rough man, but I’ll make certain you love it, solnyshko moyo, every single time, no matter what we do. You have to learn to be comfortable with me and to trust me.” He laid her in the center of the bed, so gently she felt the burn of tears. She had no idea he could be so gentle.

He moved over the top of her, so that his much larger body blanketed hers, although he kept his hands on either side of her head, so he supported his weight. Very slowly, he bent his head and kissed her with such tenderness she could barely conceive of him being that way when he truly was a scary man.

He shifted just a bit to one side of her, although his thigh remained over hers, pinning her down while his hand swept from her neck down the center of her body. “I want to play with your body for hours. I never had that luxury ever with a woman. I never had the inclination, but with you, because you’re mine, I can indulge every fantasy.”

She liked that idea.

His hand stroked another caress between her breasts down to her navel and farther to the tiny curls at the junction between her legs. “I’m going to shave you so when I eat you like candy, there’s not going to be anything between my mouth and your body.”

She shivered. His touch was very possessive, his words even more so. She couldn’t look away from his face, although he was looking down at her body.

“I love that you’re mine. I’ve never had anything for myself. Not one fucking thing, Evangeline. I love that when I finally have something, it’s you. Your body. Your mind. Your heart. I’m going after that you know. Your heart. I want complete surrender from you. Nothing less will do.”

He kissed her again, over and over until she was squirming with need, her hips bucking and her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Are you going to give that to me, woman? Everything I ask for?” He kissed his way down her throat, stopping to suckle gently and then shockingly, use the edge of his teeth.

She heard her own broken cry. The little bite sent waves of heat crashing through her. Sent liquid heat coating her lips and the tiny curls guarding her entrance.

“See? You were made for me. My woman. My everything. I hope you’re not too tired, because I intend to indulge myself tonight.”

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