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he suckled deeply, and the tightening in her womb as it responded to his masculine demand. Her hands splayed out against his chest, gently restraining him.
"David, please, " she cried out, scarcely aware of what she was saying. "You ' re sedated. You don ' t know what you ' re doing. You ' ll open the wound. "
"Not if you make it easy for me, " he coaxed. "Give yourself to me, love. Make it easy for me. "
The hot, dark words stirred an ache in the center of her being. As his tongue laved the hollow between her breasts, the ache became a throb, and Annabelle felt her senses go spinning. Her head shifted restlessly on the pillow as she tried to absorb what was happening to her. In a forlorn attempt to evade the seduction of her senses, she inched herself toward the edge of the bed.
Her mild act of resistance provoked him to thrust her legs apart and settle the full press of one leg against the cradle of her thighs. Involuntarily she jerked away from the heavy masculine arousal which pressed so threateningly against her body.
"Where are my clothes? " she demanded on a strangled note.
"On the floor. You didn ' t object when I removed them. "
She felt his hand at the back of her knee, lifting her leg slightly. "No, oh please, listen to me, " she moaned, "I was dreaming. I don ' t want this. "
His voice, low and thick, soothingly tried to calm her fears. "It ' s all right, sweetheart. I won ' t hurt you. I ' ll take care of you. You don ' t have to be afraid of me. Let me love you. It ' s what we both want. Don ' t fight me. Please. "
"You don ' t understand, " Annabelle cried out as his hand made a slow, proprietary sweep from breast to hip to thigh, setting off tremors of unbelievable longing all through her body. "I can ' t take the chance. "
"Hush, " he soothed. "I ' ll give you everything you want. You ' ll never have cause to regret that you came to me. "
His masculine obtuseness was thoroughly upsetting. "Babies, " Annabelle wailed. "Can ' t you understand? You could give me a baby. "
He went still, then suddenly pulled back, an expression of arrested surprise on his face. It was evident from the slow, smoldering fire which kindled in his eyes that her warning had not acted upon him as she had hoped it would.
"A child, " he murmured, and his eyes, glittering with some new emotion, swept over her. "Don ' t worry about it, " he soothed. "If you give me a whole brood of children, I ' ll welcome every one of them. "
Shock held her speechless. He took instant advantage. His mouth slanted over hers again and again, opening her to the full force of his passion, his tongue penetrating her with a thoroughness which left her trembling.
He raised himself slightly, and his hand brushed over the nest of curls which concealed the center of her femininity. Deliberately, he forced her knees wider, opening her body to his touch. Ripples of sensual heat washed through Annabelle. For a moment she panicked. In that instant of total vulnerability, she knew that there would be no turning back once he had discovered how eagerly her body craved his caresses.
"David, wait, " she choked out.
But even as she said the words, his probing fingers were becoming dewed with the hot feminine wetness which betrayed her arousal.
She heard his grunt of satisfaction and the sudden change in the tempo of his breathing. He stroked his fingers more deeply into her, and her own breath became suspended in her chest. She gasped, struggling to draw more air into her lungs.
"Oh David, " she cried softly, and turned her face into his neck.
Her cry of surrender seemed to inflame him to the point of frenzy. Hot, dark words of passion spilled from his lips as he positioned himself above her. Suddenly, aggressively, he forged into her. Annabelle went rigid with the shock of his possession. It had been so long since she had known a man ' s passion that it was as if she were being made love to for the first time.
Sensing her physical distress, he went
"David, please, " she cried out, scarcely aware of what she was saying. "You ' re sedated. You don ' t know what you ' re doing. You ' ll open the wound. "
"Not if you make it easy for me, " he coaxed. "Give yourself to me, love. Make it easy for me. "
The hot, dark words stirred an ache in the center of her being. As his tongue laved the hollow between her breasts, the ache became a throb, and Annabelle felt her senses go spinning. Her head shifted restlessly on the pillow as she tried to absorb what was happening to her. In a forlorn attempt to evade the seduction of her senses, she inched herself toward the edge of the bed.
Her mild act of resistance provoked him to thrust her legs apart and settle the full press of one leg against the cradle of her thighs. Involuntarily she jerked away from the heavy masculine arousal which pressed so threateningly against her body.
"Where are my clothes? " she demanded on a strangled note.
"On the floor. You didn ' t object when I removed them. "
She felt his hand at the back of her knee, lifting her leg slightly. "No, oh please, listen to me, " she moaned, "I was dreaming. I don ' t want this. "
His voice, low and thick, soothingly tried to calm her fears. "It ' s all right, sweetheart. I won ' t hurt you. I ' ll take care of you. You don ' t have to be afraid of me. Let me love you. It ' s what we both want. Don ' t fight me. Please. "
"You don ' t understand, " Annabelle cried out as his hand made a slow, proprietary sweep from breast to hip to thigh, setting off tremors of unbelievable longing all through her body. "I can ' t take the chance. "
"Hush, " he soothed. "I ' ll give you everything you want. You ' ll never have cause to regret that you came to me. "
His masculine obtuseness was thoroughly upsetting. "Babies, " Annabelle wailed. "Can ' t you understand? You could give me a baby. "
He went still, then suddenly pulled back, an expression of arrested surprise on his face. It was evident from the slow, smoldering fire which kindled in his eyes that her warning had not acted upon him as she had hoped it would.
"A child, " he murmured, and his eyes, glittering with some new emotion, swept over her. "Don ' t worry about it, " he soothed. "If you give me a whole brood of children, I ' ll welcome every one of them. "
Shock held her speechless. He took instant advantage. His mouth slanted over hers again and again, opening her to the full force of his passion, his tongue penetrating her with a thoroughness which left her trembling.
He raised himself slightly, and his hand brushed over the nest of curls which concealed the center of her femininity. Deliberately, he forced her knees wider, opening her body to his touch. Ripples of sensual heat washed through Annabelle. For a moment she panicked. In that instant of total vulnerability, she knew that there would be no turning back once he had discovered how eagerly her body craved his caresses.
"David, wait, " she choked out.
But even as she said the words, his probing fingers were becoming dewed with the hot feminine wetness which betrayed her arousal.
She heard his grunt of satisfaction and the sudden change in the tempo of his breathing. He stroked his fingers more deeply into her, and her own breath became suspended in her chest. She gasped, struggling to draw more air into her lungs.
"Oh David, " she cried softly, and turned her face into his neck.
Her cry of surrender seemed to inflame him to the point of frenzy. Hot, dark words of passion spilled from his lips as he positioned himself above her. Suddenly, aggressively, he forged into her. Annabelle went rigid with the shock of his possession. It had been so long since she had known a man ' s passion that it was as if she were being made love to for the first time.
Sensing her physical distress, he went
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