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thighs.
    Love ...hearing that tightened her chest, but instead she slipped free of his grasp and dragged him up her body, their lips meeting in an ardent kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, sweeter than she’d thought.
    Lost in the moment, a startled cry stole from her lips the moment he slowly slid within her. Moaning, she broke from the kiss and buried her face in his neck, her fingers scoring against his back as her inner walls clenched around him. She wanted to weep with satisfaction; two years was indeed too long, but the feeling of him sliding within her emptied her lungs.
    To have it be Ryker that ended her abstinence and deliver her into sweet rapture was too much. Inch by inch, he filled her until their hips met. Without waiting for her to accommodate his size, he began to move within her, hitching one of her legs up over his hip.
    “Open your eyes,” Ryker whispered, pausing.
    Her lashes fluttered open, and the sight stole her breath. White fire coursed over her, the flames consuming her as they had in the alley. Oh hell , it was worse than she’d imagined, her skin slick with a crimson light, magic and energy pouring through her. Shadows flickered over the walls, her body illuminating the entire house with a lambent glow.
    “You’re not hurt...” Wonder swept through her as she laid her palms flat against his chest, watching as the flames crawled over him without injury. She could feel the control within, the desire to ensure that her fires left him unharmed.
    She dared to meet his gaze, afraid of what she would find there. Reproach, disgust, loathing...but it was none of those.
    “Amazing,” Ryker murmured, awe brightening his eyes as light chased over his face. “Jenna,” he laughed breathlessly before reclaiming her mouth.
    Her control fractured when he started to move within her again, her head falling back against the hardwood. She writhed against him, her fingers clutching at his shoulders. There were moments in which she thought it might be too much, that she might burst from feeling too much at once. It was his touch that kept her grounded and fed her control. And now she was so close, the edge right there, but she wasn’t ready. This time she wanted to come with him, wanted to feel him submit himself to her.
    “Ryker,” she implored, her breath catching around his name. “ Please. ”
    His pace quickened, his restraint shattering. She could feel him thickening within her, the blessed pleasure building within as their passion primed to drown her. How she wanted to throw her head back and ride it out, but she couldn’t look away, neither from his face nor the magic coursing through her body.
    Need overcame Ryker, his pace quickening as he thrust into her, hard and hot. Unsure how much more she could take, Jenna’s eyes slipped closed for a moment, her body tightening. Unable to hold back any longer, she released the tension, pleasure scouring her body. Ecstasy burst within, tearing down her inner defenses. Brick by brick, her walls fell, and heat erupted from her. Though consumed by bliss, she felt it when Ryker shuddered through his own release, the tips of his hair brushing against her throat as he rode out his own climax.
    Slowly, her magic dimmed, the light fading away as her body came down. With a labored breath, Ryker drew out of Jenna and dropped down to the chilled floor.
    With the afterglow beginning to fade, Jenna’s head lolled against the floor, her teeth nibbling her lip as her gaze took him in. Tomorrow, he would hate her, and that realization made her chest tight. She’d wanted one more night with him, and while she’d been granted her wish, she now feared the repercussions. No wish came without consequence.
    Refusing to think about it any further, she rose on her knees and straddled his waist, her fingers running through the soft dusting of his chest hair. Hunger curled his lips as he rested his hands against her hips, the muscles in his stomach leaping as she rocked