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he sought her eyes.
    “Yes, I’m okay, and no, you’re not hurting me.”
    Relieved, he pressed his forehead to hers. “Good. Promise me you’ll let me know if something doesn’t feel good.”
    She smiled. “Relax, Dio. You feel good.”
    He grinned. “How good?”
    Ariadne playfully hit her fist against his shoulder. “Are you fishing?”
    He drew his hips back, withdrawing almost completely from her tight pussy before sliding back inside. “Fishing wasn’t what I had in mind.”
    As he delivered the next thrust, her lips parted on a sigh, and her eyelids lowered to half mast. Perspiration was already building on his neck from trying to hold onto his control. To feel her in his arms giving herself so freely to him, rattled on the hinges of his restraints.
    His body found its own rhythm, catapulting him into an inferno where nothing else counted but Ariadne’s heart beating against his body, her breath ghosting along his face, and her nails digging into his skin. Even as he rode her harder, his cock sliding in and out of her in a smooth glide, his tongue mimicking every stroke, he knew that this wasn’t just a frantic coupling or the quick, hard fucks he generally preferred. He felt connected to her on a level that wasn’t physical. He was spared from analyzing his sentiments when her muscles suddenly spasmed around him and drove him over the edge.
    As he tumbled into the abyss of weightlessness and pleasure, he clutched her tightly, his lips forming only two words. “My love.”

Chapter Four

    Ariadne cuddled into him, purring like a cat who’d just eaten her fill. Shell-shocked, Dio’s arm went around her as she fitted her head into the crook of his neck. In her arms, he’d had the most amazing orgasm of his life, and instead of feeling content and sated, he felt panicked. He’d called her my love . What the fuck had gotten into him?
    He’d felt something, an emotion so strange he hadn’t been able to truly comprehend it. It had hit him broadside, knocking him on his ass and taking over his senses: no wonder he’d tossed the endearment out and actually meant it at that moment. It had blinded him, but he couldn’t let this strange feeling take root in his mind. It was dangerous to let himself be sucked into believing he was actually capable of such emotion. No, something had to be wrong with him. Maybe he’d eaten something that didn’t agree with him. It had to be temporary. It just had to be.
    “I knew it would be like this with you,” she murmured.
    “Mmm hmm.” Dio searched for anything to say, but his mind had never been so blank. Was it the warmth of her body that had turned his brain into molasses, or was he still drunk on her taste?
    “I knew that once I found the right man, things would be perfect. And they are.” She drew a lazy circle around his nipple, her fingernail arousing him more than was humanly possible. “My mother was right about one thing, you know.”
    He couldn’t stop himself from asking. After all, he had to say something at some point. He couldn’t just lie there like a log. “What’s that?”
    “If you find the person you’re meant to be with, everything will be perfect. Just like it is with us.”
    Dio froze. This couldn’t be happening. Ariadne couldn’t possibly think that this was more than just a fling, well, a one-night-stand really. When had he ever given her the impression that he was interested in a relationship? At that word, something in his solar plexus constricted painfully. Why had he called her my love ? And why had he felt so connected to her when he’d made love to her? There: he couldn’t even call it fucking! How pathetic was that? Since when had he turned into some pussy-whipped idiot?
    Yes, something was seriously wrong with this picture. He was still in Ariadne’s bed, cuddling, for Hades’ sake! And his body made no motion to move, to get up, get dressed, and get the hell out of there. But he knew he had to. He couldn’t allow the