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time a woman had
ever affected him quite so thoroughly. True, he was a libertine at heart, was
he not? The gossip mongers thrived on that exaggerated facet of his life. In
truth he adored women, both their minds and their bodies, though for the most
part they remained nameless, faceless, and quickly forgotten.
    There was something about this one
though, something that jolted him like a fiery bolt of lightning. Perhaps it
was merely the mystery of the storm surrounding them, the darkness protecting
them from otherwise watching eyes. Or maybe it was the enticing eyes of emerald
that were his downfall. Whatever the case, he was helpless to stop this
madness. Indeed, he caught sight of those emerald orbs gazing down as he
continued his ministrations. She clung to him as if her very life depended on
him, and the dark haired stranger felt her need as if it were a tangible thing.
    His fingers tightening about her, he
carelessly tossed his head to the side to force the loose strands of hair from
his face. His breathing labored, Elyssa noticed the tightening of his jaw and
she watched as his visage seemed to actually change before her very eyes.
    What had been merely a carnal attraction
only seconds before suddenly changed to a need so extreme, so profound, that it
almost frightened her. His gray eyes turned a turbulent black, his nostrils
flaring slightly as his chest heaved in determination. Percy's cruel words came
briefly to mind about her being the devil's own and she could almost believe it
was true, for the handsome stranger gave the sinister impression he was none
other than Lucifer himself, coming to claim one of his own.
    He quickly lowered her to the wet
ground, Elyssa crying out a enchantmentg">CHAPTER s his mouth briefly covered hers with lustful
impatience. She knew what was about to happen, indeed craved it to the point of
obsession, but knew she must put an end to his wicked enchantment. No matter
that she wanted this more than anything in her life, she couldn’t be so
careless and horrible a wife as to commit adultery, much less out in the open
on her husband’s property where anyone could happen upon them at any moment.
    He straddled her waist, gazing down at
her and cursing himself inwardly for his lack of self control. She stared up at
him, eyes wide, her hair carelessly strewn as she lay
on the wet ground. He was the worst sort of animal to use her so callously, though to his credit she hadn’t uttered any
denials. Lowly servant she might be, but she enticed him as much as any
practiced courtesan ever had, her sensuality demanding his attention. Her breasts
were nearly spilling from her gown, her skin glistening from the rain.
    His hands splayed over her cheeks in
worshipful adoration of the beautiful face beneath, his fingers trembling with
the fierce want and need of her. Her mouth opened as if to speak and for the
first time the stranger took note of the tears now mingling with the rainy
wetness on her face. He'd reached down to unbutton his pants but ceased at the
realization she might be weeping, for her actions had seemed anything but that
of an unwilling woman.
    Elyssa was horrified at her wantonness,
lying half naked on the cold wet ground while straddled by the perfect male
specimen, on the verge of being granted what she so desperately wanted. The feel of his hard body sinfully astride her made Elyssa ache
with the need to have him inside her. The taste of his mouth upon hers
brought forth the urge to beg him to sate her needs. Exactly what all that
entailed she wasn’t certain, but her body veritably cried out for release. She
wanted to weep in despair for having ever run into him, for Elyssa would not
become a traitorous wife, no matter that the stranger had stolen her heart in
mere moments.
    She took note of his hesitancy as his
hands reached down toward his pants. Taking that fleeting opportunity, Elyssa
breathlessly cried out, "I cannot," and she quickly shoved the
stranger, escaping from her