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in deeper, and then wrapped his arms around her. His
hips jerked faster, deeper, until he’d set a punishing rhythm and she couldn’t
keep up. She lost her breath between one heartbeat and the next and shattered
into a million pieces. He didn’t stop. For long hours he took her, into the
night, until exhaustion swamped her, and, her ears filled with a hoarse cry as his
body tensed and hot cum shot deep within her. He curled around her, breathing
roughly as he slowly pulled out of her. She flinched slightly, but his hands,
soothing her back, helped take her mind away the small sting. She could not
say, in all honesty, if she was angered, at all, with her deal with Elijio Vargas. Even if he hadn’t been giving a million each
time, there was nothing about sleeping with him that was hard.
    Hell,
she’d die a happy woman finally having a man please her the way that he had.
    Even
now, though her body felt full of concrete and she didn’t think she could move
even if the house was on fire, she couldn’t stop a small smile from playing on
her lips. She couldn’t fight to keep her eyes open, and her breathing was
already slowing, sleep creeping up on her, but she wrapped around Elijio . He sighed against her forehead and helped her get
closer, fitting her in the crook of his arm. Comfortable, she let the night’s
events with her brother slip away, and let Elijio’s heartbeat rock her to sleep.

Chapter Six
     
    The
brightness of the sun finally forced her awake and she groaned. Her body ached
in muscles she’d forgotten she owned. Elijio was a tireless and consummate
lover. He’d needed to hear every scream, every moan, until her throat was horse
and her body limp . Not to say that wasn’t something
she greatly appreciated, but in the morning after? Ow. She shifted, feeling something tickling her nose and sniffed at
it. It didn’t go away so she swiped at it with her hand. She was met with the
sound of a grunt.
    Her
eyes flew open and she was staring into black fur. She frowned. The bed hadn’t
been covered in fur when she and Elijio had lain on it. She remembered the
slide of silk, still felt it over her stomach. But she was hot. Very hot. She ran her fingers through the pelt. It was
softer than she thought it would be. A soft grunt made her look up—right into
the eyes of a goddamned werewolf. She sat up, scrambling.
    “Bella,”
the wolf said. Holy shit, it can talk!
    “ Wh- what?” she stammered, dragging the covers up over her
body.
    “It’s
me, Bella. Don’t be frightened.”
    “Elijio?”
she questioned, shocked. She slid forward slightly in the bed. “Is that you?”
    “Yes,”
he answered, his ears lowering. He was big, even bigger than Elijio in man form, and covered completely in black fur.
His face looked just like a wolf, with the elongated snout and dark eyes. When
he spoke there was a slight lisp to his words. She supposed human words weren’t
meant to come out of a muzzle.
    “Please,”
he said again, and once more, since the night before, she heard him whimper. It
was that sound that made her look at him, really look at him. For all his size and
strength he sat motionless on the bed, trembling. His eyes shifted, looking for
any sort of movement, and his ears were plastered to his head. He’s afraid, she thought suddenly.
    “How
is this possible?” she asked, inching closer until she could sink her hands
back in his pelt. He groaned, his eyes closing, and his ears perking.
    “I
don’t know,” he said. “A long time ago, I was cursed with this. By day I am the
wolf, by night I am a man.”
    “Who
cursed you? Why?”
    “A witch. She’d wanted a
piece of my prestige, my money, but I didn’t want to share it after just one
night in her bed. My refusal caused her to put a spell on me.”
    “That
takes gold digging to a whole new level,” she said, and was surprised by his
bark of laughter. It looked good on him.
    “I’ve
never thought of it in those terms before, but you are