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pressed his lips to hers, and she breathed easier. He straightened.
    She stared up at him. “Who are you?”
    Gently, he kissed her, sipping at her lips as he eased between her thighs, then whispered, “I didn’t want to be, but I’m exactly who you need.”
    She glanced down at his jeans, tight around his cock, then looked back at his face. “And that is…”
    “Erion.”
    “Erion? But you said—”
    “I know,” he soothed. “But, here, now, I’m Erion for you.”
    The name washed over with the hint of a winter rain on the horizon. “I’m hot.” She reached between her legs and slipped her finger between her inflamed folds. “I need you here. Touch me, Er-Erion.”
    He pulled back, his gaze piercing clear to her soul. A chill raced up her spine. Not from fear. She wanted him with a ferocity she’d never before experienced. Kenna grabbed the front of his jeans and tugged open the snap. The rasp of the zipper lowering caused her pulse to jump. A thin dark dusting of hair trailed from his navel into his briefs. She slipped a shaky hand inside, fingertips grazing the silken softness.
    “Ah fuck.” His head fell back, and his eyes closed.
    She fondled the length of his hard, thick shaft.
    “Your hands are hot.” He pushed his jeans past his hips, and his cock thrust forward from a thatch of black springy hair. The heated scent of musk and male strengthened.
    His cock was huge, long, and smooth. Dark veins threaded the length and pulsed beneath her fingers. She stroked him from base to tip, but rather than turning hotter with her touch, he cooled in her firm grip. Clear liquid seeped from the slit in the engorged darkened mushroom.
    Liquid fire flowed from her pussy. She needed his cold steel inside her fiery depths. “Erion, I need you. Now .”
    He shucked his jeans. But instead of plunging his cock where she desperately needed and dousing the inferno raging in her core, he dropped to his knees on the concrete floor. Wrapping his hands around her ankles, he lifted her legs over his shoulders. Closer, his mouth inched, his gaze locked with hers. Feral hunger glinted in his eyes as his breath fluttered her curls.
    She inhaled sharply. Last night she’d dreamed of him. “I know you.”
    “Yes. As I know you.” He waited, and she did as she’d done in her dream and spread her pussy lips for him.
    Wet licks of his tongue coaxed her clit from behind its hood. She moaned. He growled and opened his mouth wider. His tongue swirled around the clit, then flicked lower to lap the hot cream from her tunnel.
    One arm on the table, she braced her body and pinched a nipple with the other. A string tightened from nipple to clit. Euphoria clouded her mind. Erion continued to lick her folds, stab his tongue into her hot center, and suck her aching clit. Pleasure rippled through her. Her body vibrated, and sweat sizzled on her skin. Rocking her hips, she thrust her mound against his mouth.
    “I’m coming,” she gasped as orgasmic release jolted through her. “Oh God, yes .” Her trembling thighs locked to the sides of his head. “Right there .”
    Erion slid his hands under her ass, buried his mouth in her curls, and sucked as she rode her orgasm.
    Whoever he was, she needed him—right where he was—between her legs. Kenna’s mind shattered into a million white-hot sparks.

Chapter Six
    Erion paused in trailing a finger from nipple to pussy. Color glowed brighter where he touched. Fire danced through her hair, and an amber glow radiated just beneath the surface of her skin. She was magnificent, and she was his…for this moment. He leaned forward and brushed her lips with his. She opened her mouth. Fire sparked behind her eyelids. Tongues tangled, and he closed his eyes in wonderment of the heat radiating from her.
    Awe turned to savage hunger. Erion devoured her skin with his mouth—her lips, chin, neck, breasts. He rolled his tongue against one nipple, then the other, and finally sucked the first into his