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.The way he did it, his hands so strong and sure, his movements decisive, sent a shiver of excitement up her spine.She couldn’t imagine never wanting him like this.The ache was so strong she thought she might die from the mixture of need, want and love.His body was firm and hot, hard and aching for her.She read it in his mind, felt it in the way his body was so thick and hard already, pressing against her thigh.“You aren’t going to distract me, Manolito,” she whispered.“Don’t you see how important it is that I make this decision for myself? It has to be my decision.”He nuzzled her throat, inhaled her warm, feminine scent, was pleased that his scent lingered over her skin.His tongue touched her pulse, swirled over the small, inviting dip before he pressed his lips to the temptation.MaryAnn closed her eyes.Maybe he was going to distract her.Her heart beat in time to his.Her body should have been thoroughly sated, but, no, she was hungry for him all over again.He touched her and she was lost.He looked at her and she was lost.She gave a little groan and reached up to wrap her arm around his head and hold him to her.“I’m so pathetic when it comes to you.”His lips brushed her shoulder when he smiled, sending little darts of fire streaking over her skin to the swell of her breasts.At once she felt achy and tight.“No more than I am with you,” he murmured and shifted closer so that his mouth could wander across the soft, firm mound.His tongue touched the small spot where his mark had lingered for so long, and at once she felt it burn and throb.Her body answered between her legs with that same burning and throbbing sensation, only a thousand times more powerful, so that she shifted restlessly.“Does it matter to you that I want this?” Was that her voice, so breathy with anticipation she could barely recognize herself?“You and what you want always matters,” he replied, lifting his head, his black eyes searching hers.“I need this, Manolito.Like you need my body and heart.I need the same from you.You have to trust me enough to know my own mind.”“It isn’t a matter of trust, MaryAnn.” He rolled over, away from her, but not before she caught a flash of uneasiness in him.Of wariness.Of something pushing close to desperation.She didn’t understand his mixed feelings.It was simple enough.Riordan had brought Juliette into his life.Manolito had brought Luiz.Now that she knew what her wolf was, now that she understood the protection and strength that it gave her, she loved it, but she loved Manolito more.She wanted a full life with him.She’d caught glimpses in his mind of what the reality would be if she did not become Carpathian.She would not be able to go to ground with him, and he would often need to rejuvenate.She would be aboveground, suffering the effects.There would be no days for him, few nights for her.“We can’t live like that, not and be happy the way we were meant,” she said.He turned back to her, his palm cupping the back of her head.“I can make you happy, MaryAnn.Through it all, I can do that.”“But I couldn’t make you happy.I want this for myself, not for you.Because for the first time I know what life can be like sharing it with someone else.I feel as if I’ve been handed a miracle.”A smile softened the hard edge of his mouth.“That is the way I feel, MaryAnn.You are that miracle, and to chance losing you…”“Why would you lose me? Juliette made it through.”His fingers raked through his hair.“It is different.”“How? Explain to me how it is different.”Exasperated, he sighed.“I see what you meant when you told me you were stubborn.” He sat up and ran both hands through his hair again, shoving the long hair behind his shoulders and then abruptly leaning over to kiss her.“This is something you are absolutely certain you want to do?”She curled her fingers around his nape and drew his head down to hers for another kiss.His mouth was like a heated furnace, ready to catch fire at the least provocation.“I want to spend every moment I can with you in the best way possible.”He let his breath out.“Do not think you will get your way in all things, sivamet.”She rolled onto her back, her hair spread across the pillow, and smiled up at him.“Of course I will.”He leapt out of bed and was gone.He simply dissolved to vapor in front of her eyes, streaming down the narrow tunnel toward the entrance.MaryAnn’s heart slammed hard against her chest.What are you doing? She sprang up and dashed after him, running barefoot, forgetting all about bugs and anything else to do with caves, in her concern for Manolito.She merged her mind with his, even as she used the wolf ’s speed to try to catch him.He was not risking her without knowing what would happen.His resolve was absolute.He didn’t want to be with her in case it all went wrong fast.Don’t you dare! She shouted it in her mind, his mind, burying as much compulsion in as she was capable of using.Her breath came out in a ragged sob.Manolito.No.You can’t do this.She felt the brush of his fingers on her face and then he was gone from her, pushing her out of his mind to ensure her safety.She felt the ground shake and knew the entrance was opened.Putting on a burst of speed, she pumped her arms, racing to get there before he could close it.The rock walls slammed together with a grinding noise that reverberated through her mind.She threw back her head and howled, somewhere between fury and terror.If I do not return, the door will open at sunset.She slammed both palms over the boulders, a sob welling up in her throat.If you do not return, there is no reason for the door to open.Please, Manolito, I’ve changed my mind.I don’t want this.Come back.I will not risk you.It’s my risk to take, she pleaded.She felt his sigh in her mind, and again his fingers seemed to brush over her skin.You do not understand.You are more than my heart.You are my very soul.There is nothing—no one—on this earth more important to me.I do not want you to feel the fire of conversion.I do not want you to ever experience pain.And I will not risk your life or sanity until I have risked my own first to know that it can be done without harm to you.She pressed her hand to her mouth hard to stifle the weeping.Crying wasn’t going to stop him.Compulsion wasn’t going to stop him.If you really love me…His laughter was soft in her ear.It is out of love that I do this [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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