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  His words made perfect sense to her. He understood about her past and was offering her the chance to say good-bye to her lost love. What were the ramifications of her accepting his offer?

  “You can make your peace with the past, and you and I can embrace our shared oneness. You want to be part of our one again. Don’t you?”

  “I…I don’t know.”

  “I do.” He closed his eyes briefly. “I need your promise, Tanginika.”

  “What promise?”

  “Giving you the chance to be with him will cost me dearly. I need your promise that you won’t betray me once you’re with him.”

  “How can I—”

  “If you want to say good-bye to him, promise.”

  “I…promise.”

  “Once you’ve said good-bye to him, it will be time to start a new life with me.” He slipped his arms around her, drawing her close again.

  She could feel his cock. She shivered. Her body ached for him, much as it had for her first love, but her heart screamed no. If she succumbed to her desire for Aleksander, all her hopes for a new start with the only man she’d ever loved would be dashed forever. Yet there was a part of her that wanted Aleksander almost as desperately as she’d wanted him.

  “Aleksander, I need time to—”

  He shook his head. “I’ve nearly run out of patience. No more talk.”

  “We have to talk. I shouldn’t have promised and—”

  “You did, and I intend to hold you to your promise. I’m going to allow you to say good-bye to him.”

  Her doubts returned. “How is that possible? You said he’s dead. He is dead. Isn’t he?”

  He caressed her cheek. “You know in your heart he’s dead.”

  “Still? Then how can you—”

  “It won’t be easy for me, but though corporeal bodies die and decay, where one is loved and remembered, a part of one can always be…summoned for a time. I’ll summon him for you.”

  She stared up at him. What was the basis of her certainty he had the will and ability to keep his word? “Thank you,” she whispered.

  “Before I allow you to say good-bye to him, I think you need a reminder of what our love and our oneness was like and can be like again.”

  She shook her head, pushing against his chest. “Aleksander…” she whispered.

  “No more talk. Just let me touch you as only one of my kind can.”

  Why did the phrase one of my kind not seem like a foreign concept? “Aleksander, I—”

  He lifted her chin, drawing her even closer.

  She sucked in a breath as she felt his heart beat against her…in sync with hers. The exotic, addictive rhythm captivated her. She closed her eyes and melted into him, sliding her palms over his chest.

  He whispered soft, loving words directly into her mind. “I adore you. My heart and devotion are yours exclusively. My love for you is timeless and will last for eternity.”

  She met his gaze. Lost in the need to submit to him, she parted her lips.

  As he bent his head, a flash of lightning lit the room.

  She shivered with anticipation and pressed closer.

  He swept his tongue over her lips before pressing a long, hungry kiss against her mouth.

  The feel and taste of his warm, insistent lips heightened her desire. She linked her arms around his neck, sucking his tongue into her mouth.

  He shuddered, his cock pressed tight against her body.

  She heard thunder in the distance. Vague memories of being loved and adored during a hot jungle night while the thunder roared and lightning flashed teased her. She had always loved the sounds and spectacular sights of storms.

  Now, the storm seemed to fuel her hunger. Greedy for intimacy with him, she ground herself against him.

  He slid his hands down her body to cup her ass.

  She trembled, rubbing her breasts against his chest.

  Without warning, he swept her off her feet and into his arms.

  Erin gasped in surprise at how easily he lifted her. She dragged her mouth from his, pressing a hand against his chest. “Put me down, Aleksander. I’m too heavy. You’ll sprain something.”

  He nibbled at her neck. “I’m far stronger than you can imagine.”

  “I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

  “I won’t.” He sighed. “I’ll let you say good-bye to him, Erin.”

  She blinked up at him. “You know about him. Don’t you?”

  “Isn’t that obvious by now?”

  A wave of relief washed over her. “Have you lived before too?”

  “I’m a lot older than I look, my sheenea. I was there when you loved and lost him. Now I’m going to give you a chance to say good-bye to him so you can let go of all the pain and heartache.”

  Her heart raced with fear and excitement. “Aleksander…?”

  “Do you trust me?”

  There was no reason why she should. Yet she did. “Yes.”

  He smiled. “Then close your eyes and surrender to me.”

  She closed her eyes and slipped her arms around his neck. She stroked her fingers through his hair.

  He gently pressed his warm, insistent mouth against hers in a long, sweet caress.

  She arched into him, eagerly returning his kiss.

  His lips seemed to sear hers.

  A tender flame flared in her belly, quickly spreading throughout her body.

  Deepening his kiss, he stoked the flame.

  Within seconds, she was on fire with the need to become his one, his sheenea.

  As if in tune with her readiness to surrender totally to him, he placed her on her feet and tugged at the towel.

  It fell at her feet.

  He kicked it aside and stood back to stare at her.

  The look of wonder and delight in his gaze negated the instinctive urge to cover herself. She stood before him naked, aroused, and proud of her body.

  His gaze rested briefly on her large breasts before sweeping down her body to lock on the dark tangle of hair between her thighs.

  He projected his thoughts directly into her mind.

  “The memory of your beauty of body and spirit sustained me during my long imprisonment. But you’re far more beautiful than I remembered, my sheenea. I am humbled and blessed to have this rare second chance with you.”

  Her skin warmed with pleasure. Her heart raced with joy and thanksgiving. To be so adored for so long by one as powerful as he made her feel blessed.

  He stepped closer, moving his big, warm hands over her breasts in caressing circles.

  She moistened her lips and pressed her breasts against his palms. “Take me. Make me yours again, my lord.”

  Smiling, he bent to kiss her. As his lips covered hers, he pinched her nipples.

  She moaned against his lips, aching to feel him take possession of her and love her as only one of his kind could. Still kissing her, he crushed her against the door.

  Feeling the unmistakable swelling between his legs, she shivered with anticipation. The time when she would experience the physical bliss of being his one was only moments away.

  He slid his warm palms over her body in a long, sensual caress that seemed to adore every inch of her nude body.

  She ached with the desire to part her thighs and rub herself shamelessly against his cock.

  When he settled his palms against her bare bottom, she licked her lips. Rotating her hips against his, she delighted in the feel of his cock pulsing against her belly. He was sober, and he still wanted her. What a sexy revelation.

  “Aleksander? I know we shouldn’t do this, but I want you.”

  She sensed a barely suppressed streak of ruthlessness in his response. “There is no longer any question of my not taking you. I’m only lending you to him to say good-bye.”

  She pulled away from him, sliding her hands down his body, over his chest. She settled her palms over the alluring bulge between his legs.

  “Are you ready for me, my beautiful sheenea?”

/>   The nonverbal lovemaking increased the intimacy between them. She nodded. “Yes. I’m ready for you to show me how much you want me.”

  “I don’t just want you. I love you and need you.”

  “Show me, Alek.”

  He turned her to face the door. In a moment of stillness, she heard his zipper slide down.

  Oh, yes. Yes. At last he would slide inside her and assuage the centuries-old ache in her. With the soothing sound of the storm outside providing a backdrop, she closed her eyes. She pressed her breasts against the door panels. She parted her legs. “Take me, Aleksander… Slide deep inside me and make me your one.”

  He stepped closer so that she could feel his bare, hard cock pressed against her back.

  She reached back to clutch at his thighs. “Please…” she whispered. “I need you.”

  He nibbled at her neck. “Once I slide inside you, I might not be able to control my hunger. So I want to make sure you’re totally ready for penetration.”

  “I’m so ready, Aleksander, I’m about to burst.”

  Holding her hips, he gently bit the back of her neck.

  A jolt of heat and need tingled down her body to her toes. “Aleksander…”

  He tightened his hands on her hips. “Don’t talk…don’t think, my sheenea…just feel how much I want and need you.”

  Feel. Yes. Oh yes, she wanted to feel his need and desire for her.

  He kissed and nibbled a path between her shoulders down the middle of her back. His lips and tongue caressed her bare flesh like a cool, soft breeze, evoking almost ethereal memories of hot, sticky jungle nights spent making love—even as they ignited a coil of heat in the pit of her belly. She’d missed sharing this sweet heat with him.

  She released his thigh to rub the fingers of her right hand along her slit. “Yes…yes. Take me.”

  He knelt, raining moist, biting kisses on her ass cheeks.

  She whimpered with pleasure. Lovers had often slapped and caressed her ass, but none had kissed it with this near reverence.

  “Your beauty takes my breath away, sheenea.”

  She moaned and widened her stance.

  He tilted her hips and then dragged his tongue over her cheeks.

  “Oh…yes…yes…Alek…”

  Sliding his mouth against her inner thigh, he slowly licked the bottom of her pussy.

  A coil of heat burned in her belly. She thrust her hips backward. “Oh…eat me.”

  As his tongue slid up into her wet tunnel, warm, seductive thoughts invaded her mind. They mingled with the pleasure his silken tongue and insistent lips brought.

  He held her by the hips, sweeping his tongue in and out of her.

  She moaned, pressing her cheek against the door.

  He seemed to savor making oral love to her as no other lover ever had. He made nonverbal love to her senses even as he physically pleasured her.

  A helix of desire whirled through her like a sweet, resolute wind, sweeping her off her feet. She lost herself in it, joyfully allowing it to surround and consume her with a heat and passion until she burned with the need to feel him inside her. She belonged to him. Her heart, mind, soul, and body were his to use for his exclusive pleasure.

  “Take me, Alek…now…please. Make me your one again.”

  He slid his hands up her body as he slowly rose.

  She bit her lip and pressed her fingers against her clit. “Take me…now…please…”

  He thrust his hips forward and then ground his groin against her body.

  She shuddered. “Please…don’t make me wait any longer.”

  “Are you ready to show your readiness to be my one by surrendering your body to me without restrictions or reservations?”

  Her level of need to feel his cock surging into her aching pussy overshadowed her momentary pause caused by his demand. “Yes…yes. Please just take me.”

  “As you wish, sheenea.” He rubbed the hard, round head of his cock along her slit.

  She arched her back, pressing her hips downward.

  He nibbled at her neck.

  Impatient, she reached blindly back with her other hand. She made a small sound of satisfaction as her fingers closed over his hard flesh.

  His breathing quickened, but he made no move to penetrate her.

  Chapter Seven

  With her pussy flooding, she pressed him against her entrance. “Thrust it in as deep as you can get it,” she begged.

  He sucked the side of her neck. Then he gripped her waist and slowly pressed his hips forward.

  She tensed, biting her lip.

  The head of his shaft pierced her wet, welcoming slit.

  A familiar delight assaulted her senses as she savored the sensation of feeling his hard, thick length pushing between her outer lips.

  He slid his right hand up her body to cup her breasts.

  “I need to feel you inside me. Fuck me,” she pleaded.

  He eased his hips forward.

  The head of his cock slid past her outer lips and into her pussy.

  “Oh…God.” With the first silken slide of his cock into her body, she knew they had been physically intimate before. She was going to love it now as much as she had in the past—maybe even more so, as it had been so long.

  “Too long! I’d begun to fear we’d never share this enchantment again, my Tanginika.”

  Tanginika. While the name felt as familiar and as welcome as his slow possession of her body, a tiny part of her mind rebelled. She was Erin. Erin.

  “Mine…mine.”

  “Yours…” she gasped, reaching back to clutch his hips. “Yes…yes, my Reaper…my one.”

  He held her still and continued the steady movement until he had buried his shaft deep inside her body.

  She ground her ass against his groin. “It’s been so long… Love me again.”

  “I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you. I’ll always love you. You’re my sheenea…my one.”

  She believed him. “I’m yours.”

  He kissed the side of her neck, running his hands up and around her body to cup her breasts. “I’ll adore and worship you until the end of time.”

  Such sweet, sweet words. “Show me,” she whispered.

  He eased half his length out of her.

  “No,” she protested.

  He rolled her nipples between his fingers before he slid back into her.

  She made a small, pleased sound.

  He withdrew all but the head of his shaft.

  “Put it back in,” she insisted.

  He obeyed. As he pushed into her, he ground his groin against her ass.

  She trembled, waves of pleasure crashing over her. “Fuck me.”

  He fucked her with all the expertise of an experienced lover who had the patience to expend as much time and energy as necessary to ensure she enjoyed a blissful orgasm.

  Kissing and biting the side of her neck, he stroked his long, thick length in and out of her with a slow, delicious hunger.

  Her blood on fire for him, she shoved her ass against his groin in time with his strokes. With the storm raging outside, she savored each deep, powerful thrust, feeling her pussy flood with heat.

  He whispered to her of love, need, and endless, aching desire in an almost forgotten language that rushed over her trembling body with the seductive force of a gentle but relentless zephyr. It slowly built in intensity until it rivaled the hot, dry Santa Ana winds. She felt weightless, as if she’d been swept off her feet again and consumed by their mutual need.

  “Love me, Tanginika…as I love you… Need me…as I need you… Feel the force of a love I can no longer deny or contain… Feel me loving you… Be my one.”

  His words kept her senses inflamed.

  “Oh…my God…Aleksander…your verbal lovemaking is as addictive as your physical lovemaking.”

  “I live to love, worship, and adore you, my sheenea.”

  “Show me,” she urged. “With your cock.”

  He sucked her neck hard,
pinched her nipples, and slid deep inside her. His cock seemed to swell and harden, so long and thick, she imagined she felt it pulsing in the pit of her belly. Heat flickered there before roaring down her body to her pussy.

  Consumed by love and desire, Erin gasped and sobbed softly, wildly grinding her ass against his groin. “Fuck me harder…please… I’m almost there… Fuck me harder and make me come.”

  He slipped a hand around her body to rub his thumb against her clit.

  She shuddered. “Oh…God…Aleksander…I’m almost there…almost…”

  He pinched her clit and slid his cock in and out of her pussy with the power of a jackhammer.

  The hard head of his shaft hit her erogenous zone.

  Her inner thighs shook uncontrollably. She cried out his name and gushed all over his plundering cock.

  Consumed by the most blissful climax of her life, her grip on reality slipped. She floated aboveground with the magnificent sound of a raging thunderstorm surrounding her. She imagined she felt his teeth actually sinking into the side of her neck.

  Instead of fear or revulsion, the knowledge that he was ingesting her blood heightened her desire and lengthened her orgasm.

  He stroked and pinched her breasts through her climax.

  Encased in a river of exquisite pleasure, Erin savored the most delicious and liberating release she’d ever enjoyed. It wasn’t until her heartbeat resumed its normal rhythm and her grip on reality returned that she realized the source of her belief that she was floating.

  Aleksander had literally lifted her off her feet. And his teeth really were buried in her neck. She could feel her blood flowing from her veins and into his mouth.

  Both thrilled and frightened by the revelations, and still impaled on his plundering cock, she tightened her vaginal muscles around him.

  He shuddered and continued to ingest her blood.

  His fingers on her breasts hurt. The tension she felt in his big body and the power with which he drove his cock deep into her pussy assured her he was very close to coming.

  She rotated her ass against his groin, continuing to tighten herself around his shaft until he groaned against her neck and came.

  He ejaculated into her with such force and for so long, his powerful detonation into her pussy nearly triggered another climax.