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his black slacks. Once she felt what was there, she broke away with a gasp.
    "Dear lord! Are all angels built this way?" If so, then maybe they should be worshipped.
    He looked down at her with a husky laugh. "Not disappointed then?"
    She gulped. No freaking way.
    Smiling softly, he lifted a hand to her chin, rubbing his thumb along her moist lips. "You didn’t answer my question. Do you want me?"
    The question behind the question was clear. He wanted her to sleep with him. She didn’t know about tomorrow, couldn’t make any promises about that. But now, right now...
    "Yes." Oh hell yes.
    With a triumphant grin he lifted her into his arms, exiting the living room and stalking down the short hallway toward her room. Once inside, he laid her on the bed and dropped a knee to her side to support his weight as he covered her body with his. Pressing his lips to hers, he drove his tongue inside her mouth, tangling it with hers. Feeding her desire for him. Then he trailed kisses down her throat, over her breasts through the fabric of her black cotton work shirt. Her fingers shook when she helped him tug it over her head. He tossed it to the side and made short work of divesting her of her plain black bra.
    "You’re exquisite, beloved." He ran his thumbs over the hardened peeks of her breasts before sliding down to flick his tongue across one of the buds.
    Her world dissolved into a blinding haze of sensation. Vibrations pooled on his tongue, setting her sensitive flesh ablaze with ripples of energy. It was unbelievable, the things he could do. The way he made her feel. Like she could spend forever in his arms.
    Forever? She banished the thought before it could fully form. If she chose to join him as his mate, odds were her forever wouldn’t last that long at all. No, enjoying the pleasure he gave her was one thing. But she wasn’t about to risk her heart.
    "More," she gasped, arching up toward his mouth.
    His husky chuckle vibrated against her flesh. Lifting his head, he moved to the other breast, giving her a long, slow lick before blowing on the flesh. When she shuddered, he closed his mouth over her again. Teasing, tugging, nipping. Oh, she needed his mouth on her. Lower.
    She lifted her hands to his shoulders, pressing downward. But instead of taking the hint, he grabbed her wrists in his hands and moved up her body, edging her arms up so they were imprisoned over her head. He nipped at her lower lip, then snaked his tongue inside her mouth, kissing her with an intensity that left her breathless. Finally he broke away.
    "Just so we’re clear, beloved," he murmured against her lips, "you’re agreeing to be my mate, right?"
    His words cut through her desire. She shot her eyes open to look at him. "Wait—what?"
    "Will you be my mate?"
    Her sense of self-preservation activated, taking the edge off the sharp ache of her passion. She wasn’t ready to make a decision like this. She couldn’t say yes. "I...no...we both want each other. But I can’t...can’t we just do this, without having to make a commitment?"
    A myriad of emotions flickered in his eyes while he looked down on her. He looked uncertain. And hungry. For a moment she thought he was going to agree, but much to her consternation he pulled away.
    "No."
    "What?" She stared in shock as he lifted off her and rose from the bed. Here she was, half-naked and panting on the bed, practically begging him for it, and he was going to refuse? "You’re not serious, are you?"
    A tormented expression crossed his face. He reached into his slacks and painstakingly adjusted himself. "If you were any other woman, I would most likely take you up on your offer of sex with no strings attached."
    Eva winced at his callous description of her offer. But in the end, he only spoke the truth, didn’t he?
    "However, I’m finding that this isn’t enough for me." He shot her a look blazing with intensity. "Not with you. With you, I want all or nothing."
    When he stared down at her as if