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Lifting me up, he licked my lips clean, telling me what a good girl I was and that it was my turn now. He set me on the rough stone behind me. Taking hold of my panties, he ripped them down the center. He was already hard again.

He nudged my thighs wide and stepped between my legs, rubbing the blunt head of his cock over my sex. “I have to be inside you.”

“Yes.” I reached for him.

“Wait.” He pulled away and fumbled in his back pocket. “A condom.”

He toed off his shoes and dragged off the rest of his clothes. As he rolled on the rubber, I snaked a hand between my legs, so turned on, so wet, just from sucking him, that my fingertips set off sparks. I moaned and rubbed harder.

Brien stood in front of me, watching and fisting himself. “Don’t stop,” he ordered when I lifted my hand. “I like seeing you touch yourself. Put on a show for me, angel. Show me how much you want me.”

I hummed assent and leaned back, still touching myself, heedless of the drop behind me. A hundred feet below, the ocean hurled itself against the cliff. My free hand was on the parapet, but the wall wasn’t that wide. A single shove would send me over the edge.

Somehow that made the pleasure even sharper.

Brien grabbed me, anchoring me with strong fingers around my thighs. “What the hell are you playing at?”

“You won’t let me fall.”

I leaned back even further. My braid swung free, brushing the stone. Gravity tugged on me.

If Brien let go now, Iwouldgo over. No shove required.

I didn’t care. It was my crazy way of showing I trusted him.

“For the Lady’s sake.” His grip tightened on me. “You like to take risks, don’t you?”

I laughed up at him. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”

“Gods.” He wasn’t laughing. He shook his head, saying, “What am I going to do with you?”

My smile faded. Taking my hand from between my legs, I brought myself upright so my face was a few inches from his.

“Fuck me,” I whispered. “Hard. Make me forget everything but you, in me.”

Make me forget I’m supposed to kill you.

His curse was low and vicious. In a swift move, he reached down and tore my panties the rest of the way off. Then he lifted me from the stone perch and lowered himself to a low bench against the wall a few feet away, arranging me so I faced him, my thighs on either side of his, my heels against his ass.

The wind picked up, lifting his shoulder-length blond hair and whipping it around his face. In the moonlight, he appeared impossibly handsome. An emerald-eyed, silver-skinned god.

I rubbed myself against him. “Give it to me.”

“First, I want this off.” Reaching behind me, he unzipped the bustier and pulled it over my head. The skirt he left on, bunching it around my waist so he could look at me spread open in front of him, his cock pressing against my mound. “That’s better,” he said, toying with my clit.

I sucked in a breath, and he kept up the teasing touches until I started to climb again. I squirmed on his open thighs. “Now, Brien.Please.”

“Oh, I like it when you beg.” Lips peeled in a feral smile, he pushed inside me. When he was deep inside, he lifted me and brought me down hard on him.

A shock of pleasure radiated from my center outward. My toes curled in my high-tops. “Oh god, oh god.”

“Take it, angel.” He did it again, sending a wave of delicious shivers through me.

“Yes.” I tightened my grip on him. “Harder.”

His lips covered mine in a hungry, open-mouthed kiss. We settled into a rhythm, him lifting me and bringing me down forcefully onto his cock. I was spread open, helpless to stop him. I had to take whatever he gave me, and I loved it. Loved feeling him so hard and deep inside me.

Chills chased up and down my spine. I clung to him, kissing him back until he tore his mouth from mine. His gaze zeroed in on my throat, and his fangs elongated, the points glinting in the moonlight.

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