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impossible not to shift beneath him as her body responded. When his eyes widened in surprise as his cock hardened against her belly, she rotated her hips and seized his mouth, her arms pulling him closer, preventing his escape. If it took sex to set herself free, she’d do it. The little voice inside her head egged her on.
    Frozen, he held back until her tongue slipped between his lips and then he took over, mastering her within seconds. Jinn groaned, wrapping her legs around his hips as she ached for fulfillment. He seemed to know all her buttons and pressed them at the right moments.
    Soon she was naked, his fingers exploring her wet entrance. Eyes closed in ecstasy as her first orgasm built, she dropped her head back, allowing him to kiss her neck. In her glory, Jinn responded freely, her nub throbbing as he worked it with his thumb.
    “Tell me why you did it?” he whispered.
    Reality came crashing in as she realized he was using her weakness against her. It was the one thing she couldn’t fight. Sex. Raw, hard, mind-blowing sex. When she tried to pull away, he thrust two fingers into her channel and all thoughts of freedom disappeared. Jinn cried out as the first orgasm hit.
    The smell of his skin was intoxicating, mixed with her juices. She’d never been so incredibly turned on by a man before. Most of them were easy to manipulate and mediocre in bed, and when she had her fill of them, she sent them away…but him, she wanted more of.
    “Do you want me deep inside you? Do you crave the satisfaction I can give you?” His low murmur sent shudders of desire flashing through her veins.
    “Shut up and get busy with it.” Jinn fought the need to beg him for more.
    His deep chuckle at her groan went ignored as he inserted another finger, pressing down on her nub with his thumb. Jinn went wild, her hips jerking as she lost herself to another blinding release, yet she wanted more. She wanted him, and he knew it. His self-satisfied smile pissed her off, but she played his game.
    “Please, give me more. I need you inside. Fuck me!”
    Instead of doing as she asked, he began a trail of kisses down her neck, over her collarbone, and spent tantalizing, endless moments with his open mouth on her breasts, all the while keeping up with his fingers until she was mindless with need.
    “If you want more, you’ll tell me what I want to know. Why did you betray us, Dennison?”
    “Will you get over it? I refuse to keep defending myself when you ignore every word I say. Now give me your cock, damn it!” She panted, a fine sheen of sweat covering her body.
    Her fingers digging into his shoulders, Jinn urged him onward, but he stopped, leaving her gasping for air. For a moment his eyes were on her belly then, before she could react he moved on top of her, his fingers around her throat. Jinn could barely breathe as he began to squeeze.
    “Who the hell are you?” he shouted, his eyes aflame with hatred and suspicion.
    “Dennison,” she croaked.
    “Liar! I know her. I’ve known her for years. There was something about you I couldn’t understand, but it’s clear now. You’re an impostor!”
    “Let go.” Her whisper was hoarse as her eyes filled with black spots. Unable to break his hold, she tried one last thing and grabbed his little fingers, yanking them away from her throat. The weakest digits on the hand became her weapons, and he had to release her. He grabbed her jaw next and glared at her.
    “Who sent you? Why did you give us up?”
    “I didn’t. Damn you anyway. I can’t tell you anything more.”
    He turned her head as though searching for plastic surgery scars, but she knew he’d be disappointed.
    “What are you, a clone?”
    “Don’t be ridiculous.”
    “That tattoo on your belly. It’s the opposite of Julie’s. She has a green dragon in a yin symbol over half her navel area while yours is red, upside down in a yang shape. Tell me what the hell is going on! You don’t have the troop tattoo either.