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their depths. “You know we no longer abide by society’s norms. But if you’d rather I go, I’ll understand and try not to be too heartbroken.”
    A small laugh escaped her, despite everything that had occurred. “I don’t know what it is about you, Mason. You may as well come in for a drink. I know I could certainly use one.”
    She let herself in, not wanting to alert Daniel that she had company for the evening, even if he was used to her ways. Her domestic help, all souls who’d passed beyond the veil, were generously cared for even though they were not reapers. To hire the living would be too great a risk.
    The moment the door closed behind them, Mason wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close, his lips on hers in a passionate kiss. When he spoke, it was between kisses, his voice thick with need. “By the gods, it’s been too long, Lilly. I’ve missed you.”
    It had been a couple months since their last encounter, though each time they came together, it was better than the last. She found him irresistible—from his charming good looks and intelligence, to his flirtatious humor and the tenderness he tried to keep hidden.
    She needed him tonight more than ever before, and it was clear he understood that when he took her hand and lead her up the stairs to her sleeping chamber. He closed the door behind them, and wrapped her in his arms, his mouth hard on hers. Each kiss pulled her further away from the atrocities she’d witnessed and into the shelter of their passion.
    With one kiss leading into another, they made their way to the bed. He tore away her clothing with little care, she no more careful with his. His hands ran over her now naked body, his touch hot against her cool skin. Despite being dead, their hearts still beat and blood still coursed through their veins to fuel their passions and spur them on.
    A moan escaped her when he pinched her nipple and nipped his way down her neck to her shoulder. She fought the shudder of passion as it threaten to consume her, his hand now dipping to the slick heat between her legs, her hips and hands searching him out. Already, the energy started to build within, her last coupling only a distant memory.
    Humor tainted his voice. “Not yet, love.”
    She moaned in protest when he shifted away from her. He flipped her onto her front, his hands rough on her hips while he brushed his hard length against her quim. With a fistful of hair, he gently pulled her upright onto her knees as his hands dipped between her legs to tease her once more, her back pressed against his chest, her hips searching him out.
    “ Have you missed me, Lilly?” His question was but a whisper spoken against bare skin in a kiss of words.
    “ Yes.” She could barely get the word out, her world spinning as she tried to hold on. Indeed, had it not been for him clasping her body to his, she’d have slipped down onto the bed and been nothing more than a quivering heap. She was beyond desperation, her need erasing all other thoughts.
    He bent her forward just enough to plunge into her, and like a match to a dry field, her passions were set aflame. He took her rough and quick, as he toyed with the throbbing pearl between her legs. But again, just as she prepared to fall off that delicious edge, he pulled away.
    Her protests were no more than an anguished cry, her need now one of desperation. She turned to plead with him for release, but looking at him did nothing but increase her need—his dark hair fell disheveled over sultry eyes, his full lips curled lazily, and his muscular form gave way to his erect cock. She wanted him, needed him, and could take little more of his teasing.
    “ Damn you, Mason, enough of your games.” She could have strangled him when he laughed. No longer willing to wait, she kissed him hungrily as her hand stroked his hard length.
    Laying her back, he gripped her arse and sheathed himself in her tight warmth once more, while his mouth found hers in a hard kiss,