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not have any hair.”
    “I won’t care.” She nuzzled closer.
    “I hate to think of either of us growing old,” he said. “You can stay young and beautiful by using your witchery, can’t you?”
    “Now you’re a fan of magic?” she teased. Then she added, “Sadly, I’m not powerful enough to stop the aging process.”
    “In that case, may we live ‘til we’re one hundred—and die making love.” He laughed.
    “As long as we’re together,” Karina said huskily, “I don’t care where life takes us.” Her wild heartbeat put an exclamation point on the statement. She pulled away and looked into his brilliant emerald eyes.
    He met her stare with hunger. A sultry smile tilted his mouth. He stood and helped her to her feet.
    “I thought you’d never tell me you loved me,” she murmured.
    “I’ve always loved you,” he replied. “I was just too stubborn to admit it until now.”
    She chuckled. “I thought I was the stubborn one.”
    He raised her hand and kissed it.
    “Constantin. You don’t always have to be the responsible one. It’s all right to let go sometimes.”
    “Is that an invitation?” he asked provocatively.
    “Yes.”
    As he bent his head close to hers, Karina felt strands of his straight brown hair swing against her face. He looked so handsome. And despite the fact that it’d taken nine years and a split second of “what if I never see you again,” their mutual love had finally seen the light of day. Her body tingled with happiness.
    “Tell me you’ll never be scared of me again,” she prodded softly.
    Constantin caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. “I’ll say it, if you promise to stay married to a werewolf.”
    A smile tugged at her lips. “You’re not a werewolf. If you were, you would have killed me and Grace Ann in the forest. The light prick of my ring triggered your transformation. But the scratch that left you scarred wasn’t enough to make it permanent.”
    He exhaled. “I figured it was something like that.”
    Bundling her in his arms, he kissed her. Karina’s mind spun in circles. Now that their friendship had bloomed into romance, she didn’t have to send him flirtatious nuances anymore. Nor did she need to be jealous of other women. No amount of black magic spells could have brought about a better conclusion.
    Constantin plundered her mouth greedily. Tilting her nose up, Karina arched against him. He pushed the shawl from her shoulders and traced the curve of her neck down to the low neckline of her dress. The tops of her breasts heaved above the material.
    Constantin glanced down and moaned at the sight. Stroking his hand over her breasts, he took the time to rub them adoringly, gently.
    Standing this close to him, Karina felt the escalation of his pulse. She also felt the thrust of his stone-hard shaft. Curiosity flowed through her and she let her hand wander to his groin.
    “Yes,” Constantin said. “For God’s sake, touch me.”
    Fingers trembling, she fisted his aroused penis and fondled it through his trousers.
    “Christ. That feels good!” In an impatient motion, he swept her off the floor and laid her on the bed. When he settled next to her, he gazed at her outstretched body. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured before he rolled on top of her.
    Karina looked into his endlessly-green eyes, at his intriguingly crooked nose and full lips. Mesmerized, she twined her fingers into his hair and brushed several strands away. As a girl, she dreamt of Constantin kissing her innocently. Now, as a woman, she dreamt of him sharing her bed.
    Just like this.
    Could anything be more perfect?
    Dipping his head lower, he trailed his hot tongue over the rise of her breasts. It warmed her on this cold, winter night.
    “I want to see all of you,” he rasped. Sliding a hand between her shoulder blades and the mattress, he unbuttoned her dress from the back and peeled the fabric forward until her breasts were exposed. Her nipples flared high and