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and higher until she was delirious with need.
    Guy stared down at her flushed skin. She was beautiful to behold, stunning to watch as her body came alive beneath his touch.
    Her head moved from side to side as she whimpered when he wouldn’t allow her climax to take her. He wondered how much more she could take. Already he was ready to spill, and he hadn’t even been inside her.
    He spread the moisture of her sex over her and felt her legs tremble when he touched her clitoris. Twice more, he teased her with barely a touch, and each time she cried out, her back bowing off the bed.
    With her beautiful rose-tipped breasts tempting him, Guy could no longer hold back. He lifted her leg beneath her knee and bent to flick his tongue over a nipple. And then he slid into her tight, wet body.
    He groaned, reveling in the exquisite feel of her. When he opened his eyes, it was to find her watching him. He rotated his hips, wringing a moan from deep in her throat.
    Once inside her, he couldn’t hold back the tide of his own desire. He began to thrust hard and fast. When her legs wrapped around his waist, he sank deeper inside her.
    Elena couldn’t look away from his pale brown gaze. He leaned above her with his hands on either side of her head. His honey brown locks fell against his cheek as he rocked against her again and again.
    Each thrust wound her need tighter. Her body burned with flames of desire that consumed her, devoured her. Just when she didn’t think she could take it anymore, the release took her.
    Incandescent light surrounded her, blinded her as she was swept on a tide of rapture. Her only anchor to the world was Guy, and she desperately clung to him.
    She held him as he gave a final plunge and buried his head in her neck as the climax swept him as well. They rode the pleasure together, locked in each other’s arms.
    Gradually the glow faded and their breathing evened out. Elena found herself cradled against Guy’s chest as he rolled onto his back, his arm holding her tightly.
    She felt wanted and beautiful and desired. A smile pulled at her lips as she realized no one had ever made her feel such things before, and probably never would again.
    “Would you believe me if I told you I was immortal?”
    Guy’s words, spoken softly, quietly pulled her from her near state of sleep. She didn’t move, because she felt he didn’t want her to look at him.
    She didn’t respond right away, but there had been something in his voice. Hope? Fear?
    Once more, the imagine of his wounded hands flashed in her mind. “Are you?” she asked just as softly.
    For long minutes, silence followed.
    And then, “If I was?”
    Everything hinged on how she answered. Elena didn’t know how she knew; she just knew. “I’d ask how.”
    “Would you fear me?”
    “Never.”
    His hand flattened against her back. “Doona ever say never, Elena. It is a verra long time. Trust me.”
    “There are many things I feel with you, Guy. Lust. Desire. Need. Fear isn’t one of them.”
    “Do you believe me?”
    Immortal. It should seem bizarre, but Elena wasn’t surprised. She wasn’t naïve enough to believe there weren’t things in the world that were unexplainable. But immortal?
    She lifted her head to look at him then. It was as if his amazing pale brown eyes were trying to tell her something, as if they were silently begging her to trust him.
    Her hands cradled one of his. She turned it one way then the other, looking for a scar or even a wound from his injury in the cave. There was nothing, and his other hand didn’t show anything either.
    Could she believe he had healed himself? She’d dismissed what she saw because she had been exhausted and weary, but maybe she had seen something extraordinary.
    It would explain what it was about Guy that was so different. But immortal? If he could heal himself, it wasn’t so far-fetched.
    “Do you believe I’m immortal?” he asked again.
    Elena nodded her head carefully. “Are