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Without hesitation he shifted his weight over her and before Hebe realised what was happening he had possessed her. This time there was no pain, nothing but a soaring, aching, building crescendo of feeling. She was unaware of her mouth feverishly seeking and finding his, only to break off to kiss the hot smooth skin of his shoulder above her, unaware of her nails in the hard muscle of his back as he arched over her. All she was aware of was the agonising, wonderful torment of their mutual passion and, as her body strained against his, of the soaring release of utter ecstasy that racked her even as Alex cried out above her.

Hebe opened her eyes to find Alex’s face close above hers, his gaze wide and dark as he watched her. There was a look of such possessive tenderness and awe in his eyes that she trembled and tears sprang to the corners of her eyes.

‘Hebe, darling.’ He was all concern, rolling off her body and cradling her against his chest. ‘Darling love, what is wrong?’

‘Nothing,’ Hebe murmured against his chest, rubbing her cheek against the dark hair. ‘Nothing at all. I am just so very happy.’ She felt, rather than heard, his sigh of relief, snuggling down against him as he pulled the coverlet over their hot, relaxed bodies.

‘Go to sleep now, Circe.’ Alex’s voice was husky as he nuzzled the angle where her neck met the smooth slope of her shoulder.

‘Must I? Cannot we make love again?’

Alex rolled over on to his back, pulling her with him so that she lay on top of him. ‘One of the things which your invaluable Anna obviously did not tell you is that men require a while between bouts of passion. However, if you lie there and continue wriggling in just that provoking and outrageous manner I can promise you that the wait will be short.’

Hebe twinkled wickedly. ‘Really? Like this?’ She was rewarded with a slap on her behind, which made her giggle.

‘Are you going to prove to be a wanton wife, Madam?’ Alex enquired severely, not quite managing to disguise how ragged his breathing was becoming.

‘Would you like that?’ Hebe enquired, seeing the answer very plainly on his face. She suddenly laughed with pure happiness. ‘Oh, Alex, I know I am only a very ordinary enchantress, but I do have some powers after all. I have turned you into a husband!’

‘More than that,’ he whispered, pulling her hard against him. ‘You have turned me into the happiest of men. I never realised that part of me was missing until I found you, my Circe. I told you that you were dangerous, for the void did not hurt until I realised it was there: then it ached unbearably. But now I am complete, whole, and will never cease to love you for it.’

And Hebe, in her new wisdom, did not seek to answer Alex with words, only with her lips as they sought and found his and spoke silently of her love for him.

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