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lifting, desperate to draw him closer to her, to allow the pleasure of his kiss, his life to sink into her soul, to convince her he was here. At last she was with him. He was furious, outraged and filled with betrayed possessiveness. But he was alive, and her heart sang with the joyous knowledge.
    Then he was pulling away from her, his breathing as harsh as hers, his chest rising and falling laboriously. Hope fought to understand what he was doing. Fought to make sense of why he was doing it as her body throbbed, heated and ached like a virus gone mad.
    “Why are you doing this?” If he knew the answers he wanted, then why torment her in such a way?
    “You betrayed me when you allowed another man entrance into what was mine,” he snarled down at her. “Mine, Hope.”
    She licked the moisture of his kiss from her lips, nearly groaning at the erotic male essence she could literally taste.
    “I didn’t. But even if I had, Wolfe, you let me believe you were dead.” Her breath hitched in her throat as he rose above her, his cock coming nearer to her parted lips. “You have no right to this anger, because I had no idea you were alive.”
    She had never tasted his erection. Had never tasted any man’s. Suddenly she wanted him in her mouth, wanted to suck his cock as she had his tongue, draw on him until he couldn’t help but find his release in her mouth.
    He moved closer, the thick head rubbing over her lips. Hope groaned, opening her mouth for him, feeling him push into the heated depths of her mouth with a slow, measured thrust. She closed her lips on him, hearing the cry that ripped from his chest. His cock throbbed against her tongue as she laved it, her mouth suckling at it firmly.
    He allowed her the freedom to suck at him, to draw the pre-cum from the small slit in his cock before he pulled back from her a second before ejaculation.
    “So shy as you suck me,” he whispered. “You make it hard to believe you have never had another.”
    “There has been no one else,” she cried out. “No one, Wolfe. And you could not object if there had been. Where the hell were you?”
    He shook his head, his black hair flowing over his bare shoulders.
    “You knew I lived. She would have told you I lived,” he bit out. “You would have known I was coming for you when I could safely do so. Yet you conspired to deceive me.”
    He moved back and his lips went to her breast as though he could deny himself no longer, his tongue stroking over her hard nipple enticingly. He groaned roughly, his hand framing the swollen mound.
    “Please,” she whimpered, arching against him. She needed him to take her deep in his mouth. To suck her nipples with hard, hot draws of his lips.
    He drew the small, hard tip into his mouth and began to suck it as she needed. Her groan was torn from her chest. It was so good. She could feel the pleasure traveling in a heated path to her stomach, her cunt. Both clenched in violent reaction to the hot lash of his tongue. Her vagina heated further. She could feel her juices spilling from it, coating the plump lips and soft folds that quivered for attention.
    “When you are ready to tell me, Hope, then do so. Until then, I will play with your body to my heart’s content. And trust me, I will find my release, without allowing you to attain your own.”

CHAPTER FIVE
     
    He moved over her body then, his lips going to her other breast, attending to it as he had the first. Hope shuddered, her body convulsed in desperate pleasure. She bucked against him; the fiery sensations assaulting her were more than she could bear. Dear God, she could never handle half an hour of this, let alone the time it would take to convince him she was telling the truth.
    She whimpered as his lips traveled down her abdomen, his body settling between her spread thighs. She was open to him, her legs stretched out nearly as far as they would go, leaving her cunt vulnerable to his touch.
    He licked her first. She lost her breath when