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she knew, could feel, the restrained strength in his body, she knew that
he wouldn’t hurt her. If she said no, he wouldn’t push her. He wouldn’t force
her.
    She didn’t want him to stop. Even though he’d “kidnapped”
her and carted her off to God knew where, she didn’t want him to stop.
Actually, come to think of it, she wasn’t even that scared, as long as he was
with her. It was hard to kidnap the willing.
    One of his arms pillowed her head. Looking down into her
face, he brushed the fingers of his free hand down her cheek with an almost
reverent expression. They reached her mouth and traced along the fullness of
her lower lip. She was caught in the spell, watching the changes in his
expression. From reverent to possessive and right into a blazing heat that
scorched the air between them.
    She sucked a ragged breath in as he looked back into her
eyes, his look direct and searing. How could he do that…make her feel hot and
jittery, like she’d run a marathon, yet unfulfilled at the same time?
    “You’re beautiful.”
    “Sure you weren’t dropped on your head as a baby?” She
snorted at the ridiculous idea that someone would think her beautiful after
being in the same room as Cael. Then she remembered cyborgs were grown in tanks
and matured to adulthood before they were “born”. Lyon had never been a child
in the real sense of the word.
    Heat crawled over her cheeks. Great move, Samara. Open
mouth, insert foot.
    “Never mind, forget I said anything,” she said quickly,
hoping to cover her slip, and smoothed a hand down his bare chest.
    He was all tanned, scarred skin and sexiness. Rugged and
ruthless. Just the way she liked them… Okay, just the way she’d always
fantasized about. She still wasn’t sure that this wasn’t a fantasy. Perhaps
she’d hit her head and this was all just a highly charged erotic dream. If so,
she hoped she stayed in a coma.
    She reached his stomach and slid lower to run a finger along
his rigid cock. It jumped as she touched it, his nostrils flaring as the heat
in his eyes reached an inferno.
    “Now, are you going to follow up on this promise,” she
smiled wickedly, unable to resist temptation. “Or do I have to call in one of
those handsome boys from out there… Archon is cute.”
    She’d been baiting him for a reaction, but she wasn’t
prepared for the one she received. Fury flared in his eyes as he reared back to
glare down at her.
    “He’s scrap. You’re mine,” he snarled and grabbed her hand
from his cock. As she squeaked in surprise, he captured the other and stretched
both above her head. He’d always been gentle with her before, but now his
control slipped, his hold just this side of painful.
    “Mine, not Archon’s…not any other guy’s. Not. Ever.”
    A thrill shot through her at his declaration and the hard
look on his face. He looked ready to take on the universe and destroy it all,
just because she’d mentioned another man.
    Playing with fire, she shrugged. “All I’m hearing is a lot
of talk here…”
    He narrowed his eyes, the green glittering beneath the slits
of his eyelids. “You want action, sweetling? I’ll give you some action.”
    She hid her triumphant smile and gave him her best wide-eyed
and innocent look. His possessive tone and edge in his voice warned her that he
was just on the edge of his control. She liked that, liked that she threatened
that iron grip he seemed to have on himself. The urge to push him further, to
push him over that edge and see what happened, gripped her.
    He shifted on the bed, his knee pushing her knees farther
apart in a rough move. She sucked a shuddering breath in as he shoved his hips
against hers and the thick head of his cock pressed at the entrance to her
pussy.
    “I’ll give you all the action you’ll ever need,” he
promised. With a powerful roll of his hips, he thrust all the way inside her
until his balls pressed against the cheeks of her ass. Her breathing stopped as
he filled her,