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word. And if he wanted to consume her, he would. If she told him no and he didn’t want to stop, there would be nothing she could do about it.
    Pinpricks of fear mingled with the arousal that was blooming in her stomach, the sensations joining together to create something that made her tremble, made her feel weak, made her curl her fingers around the fabric of his shirt and cling to him as she submitted to the sensual assault.
    He could overpower her easily, had,
was
. He was taking this decision from her, pushing her hard and fast into desires and actions she’d never experienced.
    She loved this. Loved the idea that whatever happened, whatever sin was committed here would be led by him. The realization of his strength, his total control, should make her turn away, should make her fight against him, push him back, but they only made her lean more deeply into his touch.
    She was complicit in being devoured. Willingly offering her throat to a deadly beast.
    And it didn’t really matter that she was in the antechamber of her family’s hallowed home. It didn’t really matter that Micah owned it now. That everything was wrong. That nothing made sense.
    Right and wrong didn’t have a place in this moment. Because she didn’t need or want any of this to make sense.
    For just one moment she wanted to not be Sarah Delacroix. She didn’t want to be a woman owned by her family name, protecting an image owned by the people in the city. She wanted to be a woman who owned herself, who chose to give herself to a man because she wanted to.
    She arched against him, pressing her breasts firmly against his chest. The contact soothed the ache that was spreading through her entire body a little bit, but not enough. She felt hollow inside, bereft of something she’d never even had before. But even without experience, she knew. Knew exactly what it was she wanted.
    He flexed his hips at that exact moment, the hard ridge of his arousal making contact with the apex of her thighs. As though he could read her mind. His every touch, his every movement was infused with black magic.
    This was New Orleans, and she wouldn’t be surprised if he’d gone deep into the bayou and drunk down a potion bottle filled with her darkest desires. Because now he was pouring them out onto her, showing her things that she’d never imagined she might want or need.
    She felt like she’d had a straight shot of whiskey that had gone to her head, spread down to her toes and her fingertips.
    Micah pushed his hands beneath the hem of her shirt, rough palms sliding upward, cupping her breasts.
    His touch wasn’t gentle, far from it. He slid his thumbs over the tightened buds. He was a man who was confident in what he wanted, how to take it, and how to make his partner enjoy it. How to make his partner beg.
    He promised he would make her beg. And now she was on the verge.
    That thought was a bucket of cold water over her head.
    She pushed at his chest, and contrary to what she thought earlier, he responded to that rejection quickly. He took a step away from her, his dark eyes assessing her.
    Strange what had finally made her stop. Not the thought of him taking whatever he wanted from her body, but the thought of him being right about her.
    “I think that’s enough,” she said, her voice shaking, thin.
    She felt completely unprotected. A creature without its shell, left soft and exposed in the sunlight. So easily destroyed, so quickly crushed.
    He didn’t say anything, he just reached for her, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her against him, kissing her again. He parted her lips with his tongue, gripping her hair with his other hand, tangling his fingers in the strands and tugging hard, wrenching her mouth away from his.
    She was held fast, one arm keeping her trapped against his body while he used the firm grip he had on her hair to hold her steady.
    He lowered his head, buried his face in the curve of her neck, biting her before soothing the sting