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have seen all that you are.” His eyes held hers as he tried to make her understand. “You are grace and beauty. You are kind, generous and loving. You are perfect. You are everything I have ever wanted in a mate.”
    His heart ached as he realized the truth in his own words. “But I cannot have you because of who I am.”
    She sighed and looked down at the water, and trailed her finger along its surface. “I do not understand, but I thank you for the kind words.”
    “Liana.” He caught her chin in his hand and tilted her head up. “I speak the truth.” And with that he gave her a gentle kiss and then released her.
    Aware of her gaze following him, he moved to the edge of the pool, reached for his saddlebags and retrieved the flask of cleansing gel. When he returned to Liana, he took her in his arms and carefully leaned her back so that her flaxen hair became saturated again. He stood her up and poured some of the gel onto his hand. Leaving the flask to float on top of the water, he began massaging the soap into her tresses.
    He could almost swear that he felt a sigh reverberating through her wet hair as he cleansed it. The gel smelled of almonds, its scent mingling with her sweet perfume. When he finished, he leaned her back again, rinsing the soap from her hair.
    Once he had again retrieved the flask and squeezed more gel into his palm, Aric began soaping Liana’s body, taking care not to rub too hard in the places where she had been scraped during their escape. He frowned at the sight of the red marks against the pale skin of her wrists. Almost without thought he lifted both wrists to his lips and kissed them, one at a time.
    She moaned and tilted her head back, her breasts jutting forward. He became lost in the sensations of washing her, moving his hands to the soft white globes, enjoying the sight of his tanned skin against her pale flesh. He reveled in the feel of her soap-slick breasts against his palms. He rinsed the soap away, dripping handfuls of the crystal water over her front, noting that her nipples were so hard they all but cried out for his mouth to taste them.
    He knew he was not allowed to find his release within her body, but he could pleasure her again. He moved to the edge of the pool, where the water came to his knees. Her eyes widened as he placed her on the steps so that she was a good two feet higher, almost as tall as he.
    “What are you doing?” she asked, then gasped when he lowered his head and lapped at her nipple. With a groan, he captured the nub between his lips and began sucking and fondling her, moving from one breast to the other. She cried out and slid her hands into his hair, pulling his head tighter to her breasts.
    “Pleasuring you, my sweet one.” He eased one hand between her thighs and thrust his finger inside her folds, then rubbed her swollen clit.
    “Please,” Liana cried as his motions intensified and his mouth suckled her nipples harder. “Aric!” The sound of his name on her lips was like the most potent of wines. “I need you inside me.”
    Yes—he could picture himself spreading her thighs and thrusting his cock into her hot quim. Over and over again he would fuck her, spilling his seed in her core.
    “Oh, my gods,” she screamed as her orgasm took hold, her body shuddering with one aftershock after another until she collapsed against him.
    His cock throbbed painfully, and he gritted his teeth as he held Liana in his arms. He would not take her. Would not betray his people. He closed his eyes, willing the sensation to lessen, but if anything, it only grew in intensity and he trembled with lust for this fair maid.
    She moved out of his embrace, and then warmth slid over his cock.
    His eyes flew open and he saw her on her knees before him, her mouth enveloping his thick shaft. She gazed up at him as she moved her hand along his balls and sucked his hard length.
    The sight and the feel of his cock in her mouth was almost too much to bear, and he had to