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obeyed Liana’s request. Gentle, yet thorough, they followed the silken planes of her naked form faithfully. Delving beneath the water, two fingers petted and probed Liana’s core. "Still hurts?"
    "Mmm. I could hardly move from the pain. I don’t think it’s ever hurt this much."
    Sympathy lightened his exquisite eyes. "I’m so sorry, little bird." Laurent adjusted his touch, causing his wife to groan with an emotion other than discomfort.
    Liana’s head fell forward. Delight danced along her spine, chasing Laurent’s touch with sycophantic devotion.
    Pain doesn’t matter when he bathes me because his hands feel so good.
    Laurent took special care with her legs, clucking over the numerous scrapes. "Little bird, look at what we’ve done to your beautiful skin."
    Liana whimpered in nameless zeal. "Make them better."
    "But I’m washing them," Laurent protested as his fingers drew to a lazy halt. "Just like you ordered."
    "No…not like that."
    "Then how?" Sly torment masked itself in innocence.
    "Mouth. Use your mouth, Laurent. Please."
    Wicked victory glowed like a living curse within his ageless gaze. "I exist solely for you, little bird. Do you believe me?"
    She grabbed the back of the small tub. Laurent’s passionate declarations burned her soul, making Liana remember things she didn’t want to. "Yes. I believe you. Always."
    Laurent abandoned the washcloth. Lifting her leg, he waited until she looked at him. "Only for you." He lowered his mouth. Crimson flowed into the basin with staccato harmony and Liana’s beautiful voice burst into an exquisite solo.
    "Laurent!"
    She was dying, breaking, falling apart, only to come to fiery life. She begged, pleaded, and screamed. Her free limb thrashed until Laurent captured it as well.
    "Please don’t! Ah! Please…don’t…stop! Please!"
    Laurent treated both legs with violent adoration. Jagged bruises dotted Liana’s tender thighs and still she sang for more. When he snaked an arm under her hips, she eagerly presented herself for his consumption.
    "Liana," he hissed while parting her swollen lips with his fingers. "No matter how much I taste you, it’s never enough."
    Frenzied ecstasy courted Liana’s feral nature. Her legs fell open on either side of Laurent’s shoulders. When his lips brushed hers, Liana found the edge of sanity and turned away.
    Laurent’s cool tongue bathed her battered flesh with quick strokes. Benediction rained down on Liana with every wet caress. "It feels so good, Laurent!" she babbled. "Don’t ever stop!"
    "You taste so sweet. Give me more."
    Liana stared at the ceiling while winding her legs around his neck. The world’s colorless tint deepened in tandem with Laurent’s decadent avarice. She pressed her mound closer to his mouth and sobbed her joy.
    * * * *
    "Tell me about your mother." Liana’s fingers scratched his scalp, mindful to keep her touch gentle.
    Laurent smiled with pleasant affection. "My mother was wonderful. Protective, kind, loving…she was my world. I would’ve done anything to make her happy."
    Liana’s gaze grew hard and distant. "I felt that way once too."
    "About your mother?"
    "Mmm." She continued stroking his head, finding comfort in the action. Her silent rage dissipated. "When did she die?"
    "A year ago."
    "You still miss her."
    "Very much so." He turned on his back. "Many thanks for lending me your lap."
    The innocence in his face tempted Liana. She leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on his forehead. "Many thanks for making me forget."
    Puzzlement darkened his eyes. "Forget what?"
    Liana shook her head and smiled. "It doesn’t matter."
    * * * *
    Liana’s heady scent intoxicated Laurent. He became a beast, devouring her without mercy. Liana’s sharp cries spurred Laurent to slide his fingers into her wet core. Their erotic rhythm demanded release as they plunged in and out, twisting, turning, and beckoning her body to obey.
    Even after Liana screamed in fulfillment, Laurent pursued her pleasure to