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bond. I don’t know what I’m doing to make that happen but I hope you know how?”
    “We make love, Paisley. There is nothing else needed. The bond works itself out as we move along.” He ran a hand up her side to brush his thumb over the curve of her breast. “Do whatever feels right, and let nature and the universe worry about the rest.”
    “Everything with you feels right.” She had arched up into his hand and he could not deny that she was right. Everything between them did feel right. It felt fucking perfect. When she leaned in closer to him and brushed her lips over his chest, Markus felt his balls contract and had to bite back the moan that he was sure she was waiting for.
    Squeezing her breast gently, he nipped at her earlobe to distract her. When she pulled back with a breathy sound, he lowered his mouth to her throat and slowly worked lower, over her collarbone, then down her breastbone. Reaching the valley between her breasts, he paused to inhale her scent, then turned his face into a breast and bit lightly.
    She tightened her hands on his hair and tugged what little hair he had. He growled in reaction. “Oh, that feels perfect. More.” She wrapped her leg around him and tugged at his ass, almost like she was determined to pull him into her body and hold him there.
    “Behave,” he said in warning. Not that he believed even a little that she would behave herself. Paisley was a woman who seemed to know what she wanted. While she did not always act immediately on her wants, when she forgot herself she was exactly who she was always meant to be. He had to make sure she forgot to ever hesitate with him and only acted. Scraping his teeth to her breast, he flicked her nipple with his tongue, toying with the tight bud.
    “I don't want to behave. I want to be with you. I want to have you inside of me.” She was breathless now. “I feel the bond between us all but vibrating right now. Can’t you feel it?” She turned her chocolate-colored eyes to him.
    “I can feel it, little one.” Markus nuzzled at first one breast, then the other.
    She shivered under him and scraped her nails over his back. Damn woman knew just what it took to make him want more. “Please,” she whispered against his ear an instant before her teeth closed over the lobe.
    “I’m going to make you want to the point of insanity before I take you hard, deep, and fully. I plan to brand you as mine forever, Paisley. To make sure that you can’t move without remembering our first time. To make you crave more.”
    “I think I’m already there,” she admitted to him bluntly, a shiver racing over her skin as her eyes closing slightly. It was when her lips parted just a tease and her tongue peeked out that he sought to drive her crazier.
    He went lower, dragging his mouth over her skin. Occasionally he paused to lick or nibble at her, causing her to squirm on the bedding. Even when she tugged at his hair to draw him back up, he resisted. Markus had a goal in mind and nothing would deter him. Reaching the spot moments later, he stroked her legs over his shoulders and brushed his lips to her pussy before using his fingers to spread the damp folds to bare her to his sight and mouth.
    “Holy mother.” She whimpered those two words. He could feel the need from how tense her legs went and nearly laughed when her toes literally curled. “Markus. More, please.” She was begging him and those words were music to his ears. He loved the sound of her pleas and moans.
    Blowing out a breath over her dampness, he quickly moved an arm around her waist to keep her from launching from the bed. A quick flick from his tongue to her clitoris earned him a keening sound. She was close to the edge, and it wouldn’t take much to send her over. Not wanting this to be over too quickly, he turned his attention lower and, using his tongue, began to stroke her opening in slow licks.
    “Yes, right there,” she whispered, letting her nails stroke over his scalp