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He rose to his full height, forcing Morgan’s head to tip back. “Cleanup?”

“Yes. You’ve got dirt all over your face. If you…do that thing you said…all that dirt is going to get on me,too.”

Horror crossed his features. “No. I don’t wantthat.”

“Then you should shower.” She gave a nervous laugh. “I’ll hang right here and wait for the licking tostart.”

“You were able to say it that time,” he rumbled, unhooking one of his overall straps. “You’re warming to theidea.”

She slapped her knee. “Mustbe!”

Rixen took a hesitant step toward the shower, his overalls only connected by one fastener now. “You will run away, won’tyou?”

“No.”

“You’re beautiful even when youlie.”

The betrayal etched on his face made a lump rise in her throat. She needed to deny the fact she would run, but the words got stuck on their wayout.

Rixen slipped an arm around her waist and eased her off the sink. “You will shower with me so I can be sure you won’t try toleave.”

“What?”

He unsnapped the other side of his overalls then and the top sagged all the way down to his waist. Morgan could do nothing but stare.Holy Mary, mother of God.His stomach was so ripped in places, she couldn’t even see the bottom of the dividing cuts. A curling, black happy trail ran down the center of the biggest capital V in history, the grooves traveling down his hips and narrowing, narrowing…meeting where the head of his erection jutted out of the denim, helmet shaped and purple, ready toburst.

“I understand you are innocent of men, Morgan,” he whispered in a gravelly tone. “I also understand I am more repulsive than most. Especially the part of me that weeps for you. I promise not to put my cock inside you until you ask for it. Does that ease yourfears?”

“Whoareyou?”

Without answering, he led Morgan to the shower. He slid back a glass door and reached inside to turn the knob, starting a cascade into the oversized tub. Like the rest of the house, it was designed for comfort, all muted grays and moonlight filtering in from a window above. Steam slithered in between them as Rixen pushed his overalls the rest of the way and kicked off hisboots.

Don’t look down. Don’t lookdown.

Morgan looked down and whimpered. “Ohdear.”

Was it her imagination or did Rixen’s face deepen with color? “Only when you ask for it.” His swallow was audibly thick. “It would be an honor to undressyou.”

She was definitely losing her mind. That was the only explanation for her considering letting this man take off her clothes. But something inside was still twisted over how he’d called himself repulsive. Truly this man thought himself unwanted. And how many times in her life had she felt the same? “I have m-my bathing suit on under my clothes.” She took a fortifying breath. “Could you just leave iton?”

Intensity like she’d never encountered before filled Rixen’s eyes, shaking fingers curling in the bottom of her tank top and drawing it over her head, revealing her admittedly skimpy bikini top and bare stomach. A pained animal sound echoed off the walls of the bathroom and Rixen spun away. Even from behind, there was no mistake his hand was working furiously on his erection, the muscles of his ass flexing and releasing. “I can’t do this,” he gritted. “You are too sweet and ripe.I can’t standit.”

“Yes, you can,” she whispered, losing some of her common sense in the steam, apparently. It filled the bathroom, making her wonder if this wasn’t all just some big dream. And if it was, maybe there was no harm in exploring the way her muscles grew languid watching Rixen stroke himself, his back muscles flexing in great shifts. A damp rush made her slick between her legs, in a hot, melting way she’d never experienced. Without a formal command from her brain, Morgan unfastened her shorts and let them drop, stepping into the showers and letting the perfectly heated water rush over herbody.

It was a full minute before Rixen stepped in behind her, his body crowding her into the far corner. “Your trust in me grows while my control fades, my gift.” He drew closer, a hand wrapped around his sex, pumping it slowly. “It would be so easy to fuck your little pussy right now. Make it bleed for its firstman.”

Oh Jesus.“You won’t do it until I ask.” Which she never would.Right?“You’re a man of your word, aren’t you,Rixen?”

“I am,” he heaved, closing hiseyes.

Morgan took a white bar of soap off the window ledge and slipped it into his free hand. “If you’re a good, trustworthy man…” Why don’t you let me go? That’s what Morgan meant to say. But instead, she said, “Why do you call yourselfrepulsive?”

Rixen breathed through flaring nostrils for several beats, before he released his gigantic manhood and started to soap his body, starting with the unbelievable breadth of his chest and traveling sideways to his underarms. “When we became men, my brothers and I went to town to find wives. They found theirs in a matter of weeks.I…”

“What?”

“I did not appeal to women. They found my way of speaking odd, which did not help matters considering how I look.” He shrugged. “To be honest, they did not appeal to me, either, but I would not ridicule them over something that could not behelped.”

Something pointed stuck in Morgan’s middle. “They were mean toyou?”

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