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except to make her want him more.
    She realized he waited for her answer. Hastily, she nodded. “Yes, Caiden, please. I wish you would call me Riley.”
    He shook his head. The small movement conveyed a wealth of meaning. “That name is temporary. Circe is timeless. You, my love, are timeless. Soon, you will remember, and none of this nonsense will matter.”
    Riley didn’t think her name constituted nonsense, but she didn’t want him to stop. An intuition tugged at the back of her mind, warning her to keep quiet. She wanted this from Caiden. She needed it. If he stopped now, a piece of her soul would tear away, and she might never know why she felt such love for this man.
    Sensing her acceptance, he traced her folds with one finger. One became two, and he plunged them both into her waiting opening. Riley moaned and basked in the fullness of this preliminary penetration. He worked her this way until her breaths came in gasps and pleas.
    She wanted so badly to move. She wanted to push him onto his back and ride him until she came, which wouldn’t be all that long. He had yet to remove his pants, but his erection strained at the soft fabric, hard evidence of how much he wanted her.
    Then, in the blink of an eye, his clothes vanished. He removed her hands from where she obediently held her knees, and he pushed them to the side. She held her arms out, craving the feel of his chest against hers, and he lowered himself into her welcoming embrace.
    He didn’t protest when her greedy mouth found his and demanded kissing. With one thrust, his tongue and his cock staked claims in her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, clinging to him without seeking to control the pace.
    There was no need for him to hold his weight from crushing her. In this dream world, the only things possible were the ones he allowed. One of his hands sought her breast. He squeezed and kneaded in time to his thrusts, spiking tendrils of heat through her body to clash with the ones radiating from her pussy. His other hand reached behind her, and his fingers, coated in her juices, breached the tight muscle guarding her anus. Riley didn’t flinch one bit. Soren had already prepared her this way.
    A thrill ran through her as she fought to control too many points of pleasure.
    “Come for me, Circe. Come, my darling.”
    Riley’s body obeyed instantly. The spikes and pulses merged, and she exploded with one long, loud cry.

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    She opened her eyes to find Soren grinning down at her. He had propped himself up on one elbow. His free hand tweaked a nipple through the thin cotton of the shirt she had thrown on the night before to get water. If she didn’t watch closely, their activities were going to cause her to dehydrate.
    “Why do you look so damn cocky?” The voice emerging from her throat cracked and croaked. She put a hand to her throat and swallowed. Then she frowned at the sandpapery feel.
    “You had a wet dream, and I got to watch.”
    Realization dawned quickly. Though she wasn’t naked, Riley jerked the covers up to shield her body. Shame washed through her body, coating her insides with bitter fear. How would Soren react if he knew the content of her dream?
    His confident grin turned to a puzzled frown. “Honey? What’s wrong? You’re okay with me watching you climax when you’re awake, but you don’t like me watching when you’re asleep? I like watching you come.” He took her hand and set it down over his erection, also shielded by the covers. “I want to make you come again.”
    Of their own accord, her fingers wrapped around his erection and stroked it up and down. She forced herself to stop after a few moments.
    Soren snatched away the blanket, refusing to let her hide. He slid one hand under her ass and turned her until she lay on her side, her chest pressed to his. “My sense of smell is very developed, honey. I know you’re wet and ready.”
    She fingered a strand of his shaggy blond hair. It felt so much like