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that he stroked her downy hair with his fingers. He did it long enough that when his finger dipped lower Cass had become so used to his touch that she barely flushed at the intrusion. He slid his finger deep inside of her and the sensations that caused made her break the kiss with a gasp.
       She wanted to push his hand away, wanted him to stroke her more deeply.
       Cass froze in confusion.
       But the general had no doubts about what she wanted. His fingers continued to stroke and fondle while he buried his face in her neck, licking and sucking at the sensitive skin there. Making her entire body come alive with some need that soon had Cass bucking against his hand, clutching desperately at his muscular shoulders.
       She had never imagined the act of making children would be like this. Cass couldn't quite grasp what had happened to her. He made her body feel things it had never felt before, and heaven help her, she loved it.
       His fingers grew so slick with her wetness that when he sought the nub hidden within her downy hair, it brought wonderful new sensations coursing through her. A sudden tightening replaced the deeper longing that had risen in her womb. What new magic did he perform on her now?
       Tiny tremors shook her as she squirmed beneath his touch. Something lay just within her reach, something that built within her, and Cass couldn't imagine what it might be. But shouldn't she be doing the same to him? Shouldn't she be discovering his body as well? She couldn't learn to please him too if she didn't try.
       Her hands drifted down his shoulders, across his chest. Smooth, hot skin. Rigid muscles beneath. Her fingertips grazed his nipples, and she wondered if he would experience the same pleasure that she had. She gently pushed at his chest until he lifted his head and she could bring her own mouth to his neck. In the darkness she missed and found her lips on the curve of skin that defined the middle of his chest. He tasted salty and clean. Like spring water and ocean spray all at the same time.
       Cass found the peak of his nipple and sucked at it the same way he'd done hers.
       Dominic groaned. A deep sound that she felt rumble in his chest, on her lips.
       And then he pulled away from her.
       For a moment her heart stopped. Had she displeased him then? She feared to ask. Just listened to the harshness of his breathing as he seemed to struggle for control. Then he laughed, a low chuckle that made the hair on her body rise. "You learn quickly, don't you?" he whispered.
       She opened her mouth to respond, but in one graceful movement his entire body covered the length of hers, and she sucked in a breath at the heat of him. The sheer strength and size of his body atop hers. But he didn't crush her. He kept his full weight suspended just above her, while touching every inch of her body with the heat of his skin.
       Cassandra sighed.
       "Spread your legs," he whispered in her ear. But this time it wasn't a command. It sounded almost like… a plea. A prayer.
       Her heart gave a funny little twist and she moved her legs, felt him settle between them. Felt something round and hard and soft and exhilarating prod at the wetness he'd created between her thighs. Felt the resistance within her as he pushed forward. Felt it break as she forgot to be frightened and bucked up to meet him, a small exhalation of pain escaping through her lips.
       And then the pain faded and the general taught her a new dance. A dance she never could have conceived of, that held beauty and grace and a desperate longing to somehow make two people become one. A dance so intimate that she thought she felt his very soul.
       Cass threw back her head and gloried in the sensations he made her feel. No, she could never have imagined anything like this. The feel, the smell, the strength of him…
       She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and buried her fingers in his hair again. One