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    Closing her eyes, she guided her mind, all her thoughts to the pleasure she’d experienced before. Focused every bit of her body and soul on Kestrel, what he desired, what he felt right now. A jolt of heat shot through her, so quick and unexpected her breath caught. Languid and thick, a pool of warmth settled deep within her belly in its wake.
    She gripped Kestrel’s biceps, aroused to feel how much he loved the warm glove of her body wrapped tight around him. To fully understand how hard it was for him not to piston his hips in and out of her with the animalistic force he’d tried to warn her about. To feel exactly how bad he wanted, no needed, release and yet held back for her.
    Drawing her lower lip between her teeth, she dug her heels into the bedding. Tentative and slow, she shifted her hips, rolling them into his. A zing of pleasure shot up her spine as she eased his length almost all the way out of her. She gasped at the sensation as Kestrel groaned in her ear. A shudder racked his powerful arms. Again Sparrow tipped her pelvis, taking him deeper inside her before sinking back down.
    â€œDamnation.”
    At Kestrel’s low spoken words, Sparrow opened her eyes. His were pinched tight. Sweat rolled down his nose, dropping on her chest. His entire body shook, but still he did not move. Sparrow smiled, emotion tightening her throat. The ice that had frozen her body before melted. The fire he’d ignited deep in her core, in her very soul came flooding back.
    â€œKestrel?”
    â€œYeah,” he said on an exhale, his eyes still closed.
    I love you.
    â€œCan I get back on top now?”
    She spoke and thought at the same time.
    His eyes flew wide. “Are you sure?”
    Sparrow twined her legs around his waist, rolling him on his side. “More sure than I’ve ever been of anything.”
    Kestrel released a shaky laugh and fell to his back. His lips were still curved in a grin when he brought them up to hers, kissing her softly. “You. You are amazing.” A hand splayed on her cheek, caressing the softness of her skin. He felt the awe on his face, knowing it lay unmasked for her to see.
    Everything in his dragon senses yearned to dominate her, roll her over and pound into her hard and fast. He wanted to lay an undeniable and earth-shattering claim to her body and soul. Yet fear of hurting her reigned in the beast. And another emotion he hadn’t had the guts to name until now made him want to be the man he saw in her eyes. Made him want to believe he could be that man, if only for one night. However, when he looked up at the woman above him, all of that faded into oblivion. All he saw was her. All he felt was her. Her tight, warm walls hugged him, gloved him and fastened him to her.
    â€œI love you, too.”
    Slowly, gingerly he pivoted his hips, wedging himself deeper inside her heat. Her head tipped back, her body bowing into his. After he took the lead with a few tips and thrusts of his pelvis, she found her rhythm above him. The smooth glide of her skin on his, the friction burning between his thighs and the sweet scent of their lovemaking overwhelmed him. She gasped, the fingers on his chest curling into his pecs. Steady contractions began pulsing around his shaft. The feel of her, warm and tight, sent him reeling. But he checked his own desire and need. He knew she was close. He wanted to wring every drop of passion from her.
    Tightening his abs, he curled up to sit, wrapping his arms around her. Fingers skated down the small of his back and up to his shoulders. Pulling her down, he rocked his hips forward, burying himself deeper inside her than he’d ever been.
    â€œKestrel,” she half sobbed, half screamed.
    â€œYes.” He urged her on. “Come with me, Sparrow,” he whispered in her ear before taking the shell in his mouth. A breathy sigh escaped her. When he drove into her again, thrusting deep and hard, a harsh cry flew from her