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pleasure itself, and my muscles hummed with heightened desire, lust becoming a tightening knot at the core of my body.
    The press of his tall, male form pushed me back, step by step, until the wall next to the antique chair stopped us. His power surged through me, warm and erotic like liquid silk slipping under my skin, caressing parts of me no mortal man could touch.
    “Tell me his name.” He worked the buttons of my blouse, peeling the light cotton off my shoulders before dropping his hand to the fastener at the back of my skirt. “I just want to talk with him.”
    “Eli…” My skirt slipped off my hips, brushing down my legs to pool around my feet on the floor. He didn’t wait half that long to gently press his fingers under the snug fit of my underwear, tracing the edge around to between my legs. His power thrummed over my skin, setting my mind spinning, igniting my body. I couldn’t think, couldn’t focus enough to keep the name from my lips.
    He tried again. “What was his—”
    I nearly blurted the name just to please him. But instead I opened my mind to him the way I might open my bedroom door and poured my thoughts, my fantasies, into him. I filled his mind with my desire so there was no mistaking what I wanted, what I ached for him to do to me.
    He gasped, a soft intake of air, followed by the deep grumble of male satisfaction. “Mmm. Emma Jane, you don’t play fair.”
    He’d shown me once what the feel of my thoughts inside his head was like, echoing it back to me. Something similar to the feel of his body inside of mine, I knew the sensation was nothing he’d ever experienced before me. No woman alive besides me had the power to push her thoughts into his. It weakened his knees and shredded his control.
    I needed him to lose a little of his unearthly control. I needed him to stop asking about Azazel. And I seriously needed him to focus on taking me to bed.
    “Are there rules? I don’t remember discussing rules.” I pushed up to my toes to nibble the lobe of his ear.
    His body went stiff and hard in an instant. He rocked his hips, pressing the length and thickness of his excitement against my belly.
    My body answered with a quick wash of liquid heat, flooding through me to pool slick and ready at my core. “Take me to bed,” I whispered.
    “Yes.” He lifted me and my arms snaked around his neck, legs locking over his hips. His hands cupped my bottom, his hard sex nudging against me. He kissed me again, but this time he was rough and demanding, his lips bruising, teeth nipping, forcing my mind to let go of everything but him and the feel of his mouth on mine.
    A gentle shifting of air moved through my hair, and I felt the wall behind me vanish. Time folded inside and all around me with a subtle tug on my senses. If I hadn’t experienced the sensations a thousand times before, I wouldn’t have noticed. But before he broke the kiss and my eyes opened, I knew we’d traveled at near-angelic speed, moving from the living room to my bedroom in the span of a single thought.
    Before he could lay me on the bed, I dropped my legs and found my footing. “I want to undress you.”
    Eli’s clothes weren’t really clothes in the normal sense. They were kind of a part of him, like our hair and fingernails, both existing as part of the whole and separately. They were created by his power, made of the same molecules he used to solidify his body. They could vanish and change with an easy thought. An awesome time-saver when we were in a hurry. But we weren’t tonight. Tonight I wanted to enjoy everything.
    His dark brows pulled into a hard crease, confusion flashing in his lust-filled eyes. I ignored the expression and tugged his loose tie until the knot gave and the long strip of silk slipped from around his neck. A tentative smile quirked at the corner of his mouth. He watched my fingers work the first unopened button of his shirt. It gave way easily, and I pushed to my toes to press a kiss on the newly