“My baby is right here. Growing inside you, mi amorcito. Do you know what that does for a man like me? To know that I have a family? Want to put a ring on your finger, baby, give you my name, but we have to sort through a lot of shit first.” His hand slid farther until it came to rest on her mound.

His mouth stayed at her breast so she could feel the heat from his breath. “I want you sleeping with me inside you. My baby. My seed. My mouth on your breast. My fingers inside you.”

“I’m not certain I can go to sleep that way, honey,” she said honestly, “but if you want that, I’ll try.”

His mouth nuzzled her breast as his fingers sought her entrance. Two slipped inside of her. Instantly her tight channel clamped down, holding him to her. Her entire body reacted to that intimate closeness. Every cell.

“Tonight I want to fall asleep inside in you,” he whispered.

She reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair. “Go to sleep, Elijah,” she whispered, already drifting. Exhausted. Happy.

13

ELIJAH woke, his leopard snarling. Someone was close. In the hall. He listened and knew by the padding of the feet that one of the men was patrolling close. He’d asked for that, worried that Paolo might find a way inside.

Siena was close. Naked. Her body soft. Lush. His. Sound asleep, she was just as beautiful as when she was awake. He studied her face. She looked like a Madonna, the long sweep of her lashes dark against her pale skin. She took his breath away when he looked at her like this.

He especially loved her face. The oval shape of it, her high cheekbones, her lush, kissable mouth. Inviting. She looked sexy when she wrapped her luscious lips around his cock. So sexy. Her large exotic eyes looking up at him and her hair falling in long waves all around her, brushing his skin. She was beyond any fantasy he’d ever had of her, and what she’d done afterward . . .

Her mouth and tongue on him. The care she’d taken. He hadn’t asked, nor would he have ever asked for such a thing, but she’d made him feel as if she worshiped him. As if he was the greatest thing in her world and she took her time caring for him. She hadn’t rushed it, lapping at him with her velvet soft tongue. Little kisses up and down his shaft, on the insides of his thighs.