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cried out again, the sound
swallowed by his kiss.
    His hips moved in a lazy
rhythm against hers, each thrust sending a burst of delight through
her pelvis and into the rest of her body. It felt so good. So
different from the female-superior position she was accustomed to.
The shove of his pelvis against hers, even the slapping of his
balls against her created a fuller, richer pleasure than she’d ever
experienced.
    Tariza bucked her hips
against his. In her heart, she knew she ought to continue fighting
him, but she didn’t want to anymore. He felt too good inside her,
and the pleasure was building, coiling hard and tight as she
climbed toward orgasm.
    He released her mouth. His
pace increased, his moans growing louder. She shouldn’t look at
him. She didn’t want to know what he looked like in the midst of
his passion. But the sounds he made beguiled her, excited her,
aroused in her a shameful need to kiss him everywhere, all over
that stunning male body.
    Maybe just a peek wouldn’t
hurt.
    She opened her eyes. Looked up at him.
His head was tilted back, his eyes shut, his lips parted. Goddess,
he was beautiful. He should have been born in Concordia.
    Ecstasy burst inside her and she
sobbed through her climax. An instant later, his face contorted in
what looked like pain. His great body shook. He groaned and flooded
her with hot, wet seed.
    Saturnios stopped moving, except to
lower his head to hers until their foreheads touched. His breath
came hard and fast. His lips brushed hers.
    “ I knew it would be good
with you,” he murmured. “From the first moment I saw you, I wanted
you.”
    She said nothing. He didn’t
need to know she’d felt the same way, that she’d hungered for him
and dreamed of him many times since then. He didn’t need to
know.
    He sighed. “I’d like to
linger, pet, but we still have a lot of work to do before the night
is over.” He withdrew from her body.
    She avoided looking in
Paolo’s direction. Saturnios took a sleeve of her jacket and used
it to clean her body, his touch gentle and sure. He’d probably done
it hundreds of times before, with hundreds of different
women.
    Why did that thought make her feel so
bad?
    He extended a hand toward the boy.
Paolo gave him a bundle of cloth. Dario shook it out, revealing a
long, loose dress in either red or orange; it was hard to tell the
color in the darkness. He draped the garment over her body from
chest to toes.
    “ Now for the tattoo. Paolo,
fetch me my medical bag. It’s with my saddlebags.”
    “ W-what are you doing?” she
said.
    Saturnios stared at
her with half-lidded eyes. “Marking you as my property, so there’ll
be no confusion as to your owner.”

Chapter 4
    Tariza stared up at him in horror. He couldn’t mark her. Not
permanently. If he did, she’d never be free of him, whether she
escaped or not.
    “ No!” She twisted her body,
flipping herself over and bunching her knees under her
body.
    She tried to crawl away.
The hobnailed boots that completed her uniform were still on her
feet. As Saturnios lunged for her, she kicked at him. The motion
threw her weight onto her elbows. The hard sole of her boot met his
leg. He grunted.
    Dario grabbed her from behind in a
bear hug, despite her attempt to kick him a second time. His heavy
body crushed her against the hard, cold ground and stole her
breath.
    “ Damn you, woman,” he
growled. “What are you trying to do? You can’t escape.”
    No, but she might force him
to kill her. Tariza slammed her head backward, toward his. He
blocked her attack, using his arm to force her head down to the
ground. Damn. Without the use of her hands, she was at a severe
disadvantage. She twisted under him, but he had her in a hold she
couldn’t seem to break.
    “ Milord!” Young Paolo
sounded aghast.
    “ Did you bring my bag?”
Dario said calmly.
    “ Yes.”
    “ Help me turn her
over.”
    Paolo came around to her head. He
reached for her hands where they were trapped beneath her