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stop.”
    “I’ve only just begun.” He picked up his pace, glided inside her with gentle movements. He was careful, as if she would break and didn’t want to force her into climax. He waited patiently for her response to grow naturally from just his gentle touch.
    And it was building.
    She moaned aloud as the pleasure took hold. “Oooo…don’t…stop,” was all she could come up with. His body provided the perfect ease of the pressure. She began to contract around him. Her back arched, breasts high as her hands clasped his forearms and gripped them tight.
    As the tightness engulfing her grew stronger, his body throbbed inside her. With the added sensations, she reeled in pleasure. Her entire body clamped down and her eyes closed as the most glorious euphoria washed over her.
    Briggs’ deep groan echoed through the room. “Damn…” he groaned. “Mmmm…yes darlin’, let go.”
    His hands around her hips tightened and his soft strokes faltered. After two hard thrusts, nothing else existed. No him, no her, only the pure pleasure rocketing through her body and loud roars within the air.
    By the time she returned to reality, the hardness within her had alleviated, and Briggs wore a sedated and content expression.
    He gathered her into his arms, withdrew from her body and pushed her back up into the middle of the bed. After he settled in beside her, he ran his fingers down the length of her spine and stared at her with elated eyes, which she was sure mirrored her own expression.
    She snuggled deeper into his arms, burrowed into his comfort. “I didn’t think of him.”
    “No?” His breath tickled her forehead.
    She leaned back a bit and met his gaze. “I thought I’d think of him. That he’d be all I could think of but it wasn’t. He wasn’t anywhere in my mind.”
    “It’s because your body was treated as it should have been, love.” Briggs smiled before he kissed her forehead. “There was room for your mind to wander.”
    He had never asked about what happened to her that night—never wanted to know all the grimy details. She was sure it was because it’d be too hard for him to keep it together.
    It was almost a relief, really. Focusing on the future was far easier than dealing with a past she could never change. Besides, her future looked bright, why deal with the dark?
    She sighed, content and leaned her head against his arm, while his fingers feather along her spine. “It wasn’t just that. It’s because it was with you.”
    He winked and gave her a mischievous grin. “There is that too.” He glanced at her, curious. “There was one thing that was a bit of a surprise.”
    She tensed.
    He chuckled and gave her bottom a little tap. “Now don’t go doing that, love. You bled is all.”
    She blushed. “Isn’t that normal?”
    Briggs lifted his hand from where it rested on her bottom, ran his fingers along one rosy cheek. “I thought that had already been done.”
    Right, she never told him. Her blush deepened, and she thought it wise to explain.
    “Zia healed that for me.” The memory from just a few nights ago rushed back into her mind. It was the first night she saw for herself that there were more worlds than just the one she knew. The first time she couldn’t deny the existence of witches, vampires, guardians.
    The woman before Rynn was one of the four leaders of the Otherworld, but looked more like a star gliding across the red carpet. Her elegance, confidence, and shining beauty gave her the air of a perfect woman. “I am Zia, Master of Witches. Please consider this your home as well,”
    Rynn blushed, feeling slightly inadequate. “Thank you.” She glanced around a little, surprised to say the least. Tonight wasn’t at all what Rynn had expected. Here in the Otherworld, they were celebrating the full moon. Rynn could feel the pull to it now that she was a werewolf, but seeing so many supernatural creatures together—carrying on like this was a birthday bash—was nothing short