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    “It might clear up that confusion in this pretty head of yours.” He grazed his lips to her forehead. “Might even help me think.” He whispered the words against the bridge of her nose as he trailed a path with his lips to her mouth. There, he pulled back to hover a breath away from kissing her.
    She made a sound that was part breathless laugh and part incredulity. “Somehow I doubt having sex with you will do either of those things.”
    Tavius didn’t think so either, but if it got him what he wanted right now, he’d say just about anything. He wanted to touch her, to taste her, to hear the sweet moans he knew she would make as her body came undone in his arms.
    “Then we won’t have sex.” Yeah, apparently he would say anything right now. Not have sex? Wasn’t that what he’d been working for here?
    No, he realized as he watched the surprise swirl with the confusion in her gaze. He could touch her, taste her, hear her, and keep his cock securely in his britches. It would be a test of his control and likely push him over that brink of insanity before it ended, but he could do it. He wanted to do it. More, he wanted her to ask him to do it.
    “No, we won’t. If you’ll let me go now I’ll make sure the bed in the guestroom is comfortable and…”
    Tavius silenced her with a kiss. He started slow, a tender brush of his lips to hers. When he pulled back enough to gaze at her, he saw a torturous fight twisting with surrender in her eyes. Cheering for the surrender to win, he kissed her again. He slid his hand to the small of her back, holding her more firmly against him as he delved his tongue between her parted lips.
    She tasted of passion and fire, of needs and confusion, and it drove him wild. He couldn’t get enough of her mouth, of her taste. He wanted more, wished for her to want more.
    A fierce jolt of sheer power shot through him. What the hell ? He pulled back to find her staring at him, her eyes glassy and mystified.
    “Maybe you should show me to that guest bed.” And then bolt across the hall to your own room as quickly as possible . He didn’t understand what just happened, didn’t know how it happened or what it meant. He only knew she felt it, too. It was the same power he felt blanketing the air in the park, the same energy that sizzled around them from the start, but different somehow, stronger, more disconcerting.
    “Touch me.” Her hand slid down his arm, her slender fingers closing around his wrist.
    Tavius resisted the tug of her hand. He wanted to touch her. Gods, his hands itched to touch her. He’d wanted her to ask for it. That had been before he felt that inexplicable potency move between them.
    Did it come from him? He had never released power without knowing it in the past.
    Had she produced the jolt somehow? It seemed more plausible when he considered that he knew very little of the powers she possessed.
    “Elena, muirnin, something is going on here.” He tightened his hold on her hip, drew lazy circles with the thumb of his other hand along the small of her back.
    “Touch me.” The words sounded of more demand than request this time, her tug on his wrist stronger, harder. She managed to pull his hand from her hip and brought it between their bodies to cover her breast.
    The sigh she made mirrored the one rising in his throat. He couldn’t stop his fingers from squeezing at the plump orb in his palm. He couldn’t stop his thumb and forefinger from finding the beaded nipple and closing around it, twisting it lightly until her head fell back on her shoulders and she moaned her pleasure.
    He should let her go. He should walk away. Something between them changed in the span of a heartbeat that he couldn’t define.
    He also couldn’t resist it.
    Tavius dipped his head, licking a path down the length of Elena’s throat as he palmed her breast more fully, more roughly. She lifted her shirt, exposing her breast, and he knew he should stop her. She didn’t want this.