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flashing through her body, burning her with leaping flames. His tongue stroked her skin, the curve of her
breast; his teeth teased her erect nipple gently while his body claimed hers with a fierce possessiveness he
had never known he could feel.
"Julian," Desari whispered in an agony of anticipation, a siren's temptation, her melodious voice sending
feathers of pleasure down his spine. "I may burn up before we have finished."
He answered her as only a lifemate could, sinking his teeth into the pulse beating so frantically over her
breast. She cried out and clutched him tighter as white-hot heat pierced her skin. Incredibly his hips thrust
harder into her, his hands holding her still while he drank deeply. The sensation of her body spiraling,
gripping him tighter and tighter, went on and on until he could no longer think. There was only feeling,
only pleasure, only the erotic taste of her. One skin, one heart and soul. They were soaring together
through time and space, and it went on for eternity. How he loved her! How he needed her! She made
him alive after centuries of such a bleak emptiness, and he could barely believe his happiness would last.
He felt that at any moment it might be wrenched away from him. And he knew he would be far more
dangerous than he had ever been in his life.
Savoring the taste of her, their combined scents, he was drowning in ecstasy.
He could feel her surrounding him, her velvet muscles rippling with strength, while she cried out to the
very top of the mountain. The intensity of their shared climax rocketed them through the passageway,
over cliffs and boundaries of time and space. She clung to him while he feasted, while his body remained
locked to hers. Desari's soft little sigh of total acceptance brought him out of his daze, where there was
only pleasure, only senses reeling out of control. That sigh brought him back to the here and now.
Desari's head was pillowed on his shoulder, her long lashes fanning her cheeks. She looked pale beyond
belief, her skin nearly translucent.
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Julian swore as he impatiently closed the tiny wounds over her breast. His palm swept back the long hair
from her face. "Desari. Look at me,piccola . Open your eyes." It was a clear order, delivered in a voice
filled with compulsion, filled with naked worry.
She smiled drowsily, leaning into him so that he was bearing her weight. "You must feed,cara. I have
taken far too much blood from you in my insatiable hunger. It is unforgivable that I would not see to your
care even in the midst of such passion. I have no excuse, my love, but you must drink." He pressed her
mouth to his bare chest.
Desari's head lolled back on her neck. She murmured something unintelligible, a sound of love. Julian
took them both safely to earth and gently untwined their bodies. Her protest was more a slight frown
passing across her dark winged brows, a faint pout to her lips, than anything verbal. Julian cursed himself
and his utter lack of control once again. There was no censure in her mind or heart. She was as accepting
of the animal side of his nature as she was of the Carpathian male side. He had taken far more blood than
he should have, indulging his passion at the price of her strength.
Julian cradled her in his strong arms, bending to kiss the corner of her mouth.Hear me , piccola,love of
my life. I have taken far too much from you. You must replenish yourself with what I provide . This
was no soft plea; it was a strong and deliberate command, a compulsion sent mind to mind by a male of
their species with tremendous powers. He gave no thought to it, simply issuing the order to ensure her
health and safety. Julian slashed a line over the heavy muscles of his chest and pressed her mouth firmly
to him.
He was angry with himself, angry that he had been so selfish in his passion. Had he spent so much time
with animals that he had forgotten how to behave as a man? He was more beast than civilized. His
newfound emotions were far more difficult to deal with than the most powerful of the undead he had ever
vanquished. The lines in battle were always so clear to him, yet now his emotions rendered his
unshakable control dust. He found himself tied up in knots, not wanting to hurt her feelings or do the
wrong thing, that she might think less of him. He found himself constantly at war with his own instincts. He
wanted to carry her off and keep her safe for all time and eternity.
Julian lay his head over hers. "It seems I need to keep you safe from your own lifemate."
Desari stirred in his arms even as she fed under his hypnotic command. Deep within the layers of
compulsion she felt his fierce anger at himself for what he considered his abusive nature. She sent him her
warmest love. She managed to project the gentle smile forming in her mind to share it with him, the deep
feelings she had already developed for him. It was astonishing to Julian that she was already so much a
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