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his answer embarrass him? If so, why? She desperately wanted to know, but let the matter drop. For now.
    When they reached the far side of the wall, he somehow angled himself behind her. Still he didn’t touch her, yet she felt the heat of him pressing into her back, holding her steady. It was not a heat she minded, even amidst the smoldering furnace that was hell. His was…heady.
    â€œI’m sorry to say it’s worse than I thought it would be.” His breath trekked over her.
    â€œWh—what?” she asked, horrified. Being near her was worse than he’d thought?
    â€œThe wall. What else?”
    Thank the gods, she thought, expelling a breath. Foolish woman . Her life depended on this wall. She should not care whether a man found her attractive. Or not.
    She forced her gaze straight ahead, her mind centered on her job, not the intriguing man behind her. At least somewhat. Thick claw marks abounded. And what had appeared to be thin grooves on the other side were massive craters here. Hope abandoned her.
    â€œThey are more determined than I realized,” she said, voice trembling slightly.
    Geryon adjusted his grip, his arm just over her shoulder. A tremor raked her. If she stood on her tiptoes, she would feel his skin against her chimation. Though it had been hundreds of years since she’d had a man, she remembered the comfort such simple contact could offer.
    â€œDo not worry. I will not allow them to hurt you.”
    â€œAnd I will not allow them to hurt you,” she vowed.
    Chuckling, he latched onto her waist. She gasped. Finally. It was amazing and wonderful…wild and intense. But there was no comfort in it, as she’d expected. No, instead she experienced white-hot, searing arousal.
    â€œGeryon?”
    â€œTime to fall, goddess,” he said, and then he released the rocks, taking her over the edge with him.

CHAPTER SEVEN
    They seemed to fall forever. Geryon retained an iron-edged grip on the trembling Kadence, her hair whipping around them like angry silk ribbons. She didn’t scream, something he’d expected, but she did wind her legs around him, something he had not.
    It was his first taste of heaven.
    â€œI’ve got you,” he said. Her body fit perfectly against his, soft where he was hard, smooth where he was callused.
    â€œWhen does it end?” she whispered, but still he caught the undercurrents of panic in her voice.
    They were not twirling, were merely dropping, but he knew the sensation could be harrowing. Especially, he reflected, for one used to flashing ly from one place to another. “Soon.” He’d fallen like this only once before, when Lucifer took him to the palace to explain his new duties. But he had never forgotten.
    Like before, flames kindled all around them, pinpricks of gold in the shuddering darkness. Except before, those flames had flicked like snake tongues, licking at him. That they didn’t now…did they fear him? Or the goddess?
    She was more everything than Geryon had realized. More courageous. More determined. Every minute he spent with her, his desire for her intensified. She was the break of dawn in the bleakness that was his life. She was refreshing ice in smoldering heat.
    She is not for you .
    Ugly as he was, she would run fast and far if she knew the many fantasies his mind had begun to weave of them. Him, laying her on the ground, stripping her, dancing his tongue over every delicious inch of her. Her, moaning in pleasure as he tasted her core. Crying out in abandon as he filled her with his shaft.
    â€œWhat’s wrong?” she asked, her still-rising panic evident.
    â€œNothing’s wrong,” he lied. “Just a little farther and we’ll hit. Landing will jar you, but I’ll absorb most of the impact.” He moved one of his hands up and onto the base of her neck. Offering comfort, he told himself. He’d tried not to touch her, had fought it, but there’d