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been much easier to take the road, but she didn’t want anyone from the village to see her heading that way and to ask questions. Olga was nosy enough as it was without encouraging her.
    As it was, Katya hadn’t been able to get away from the inn without eating first.
    Olga had been waiting at the bottom of the stairs for her this evening, directing her straight to the kitchen for a bowl of thick, hearty soup and a hunk of homemade sourdough bread, all the while subtly questioning her. Olga was relentless, but harmless. Katya couldn’t find it in her to be upset with the woman. Besides which, her sourdough bread was the best Katya had ever tasted.
    Katya tried to concentrate on finding a path through the thick woods, but her mind had other ideas. Like a movie playing in her head, she relived the dream she’d had over and over again.
    Her breathing increased, and the slim trail in front of her vanished, replaced by the sight of Chase’s muscular form braced over her. Katya leaned against a tree, the bark rough against her hands. “Stop it!”
    A raven flew up from the tree, cawing its annoyance at her. She pressed her forehead against the thick trunk of the pine and breathed in its woodsy scent. Even that could not erase the scent of Chase’s skin, the rough touch of his fingertips roaming over her heated flesh or the sight of his head buried between her thighs.
    “Get a grip.” She pressed her legs together in an unconscious attempt to ease the ache throbbing deep inside her. Dampness coated her panties, reminding her of the 31
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    low-level arousal that had been pulsing through her veins since she’d risen from her long nap.
    Her breasts felt heavy, swollen, and the tips were extremely sensitive. Putting on her bra had been an exercise in torture. The thin material seemed to rub the puckered nubs with every move she made. Her long-sleeved top just made it worse. Now she had two layers scraping over her aching nipples.
    Even her skin seemed too tight for her body, as if it was pulled taut over her bones and muscles. Every cell in her body felt overly stimulated, making her flesh tingle. It took all her discipline not to rip off every stitch of her clothing, drop to the forest floor and pleasure herself until she came.
    The only reason she didn’t was she knew it wouldn’t help. After all, she’d come in her dream and that had just left her craving more. She had an unrelenting suspicion that the only cure was to dive into bed with Chase and give over to the madness that had taken possession of her body.
    She groaned at the thought of them fucking for hours and hours. She’d never been one for marathon sex, but she was more than ready to try. Her body was primed. It wouldn’t take much to send her crashing over the edge. But that would be just an appetizer. She had a feeling that she wouldn’t be sated until he’d wrung every drop of arousal from her. The way her body was humming right now, that would take hours, if not days.
    Her inner muscles clenched hard, and she dug her fingers into the tree for support, using it as something to ground herself in this growing madness. Katya groaned, gritting her teeth as her scalp prickled. Sweat dotted her forehead even though the evening air was cooling off quickly. Taking a deep breath, she sucked in the brisk air, hoping it would ease her aching body and soul.
    Since waking late in the afternoon, she’d been filled with this unrelenting need to see Chase again. It was unreasonable and it was potentially dangerous. She’d come to close to lose her focus now. Revenge for her parents and peace for herself were her main goal. Nothing else mattered. She couldn’t let it matter.
    That was easy to say, but she’d never met a man like Chase before. No other man had challenged her senses or incited her curiosity. She wanted to know everything about him. And that made him a danger to her.
    She had secrets. Secrets she needed to protect at all costs. There was not