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Intricate filigree work snaked around the solid band of precious metal. The clasp was unusual in that it was constructed of two phallic symbols: one male, one female. When closed they fit together perfectly, the same way a man”s body fit to a woman”s.
    “It”s beautiful,” she uttered, admiration and reverence in her voice. He understood her awe.
    He had felt the same when he”d first seen the ancient piece of jewelry.
    “Yes, it is.”
    He took the armband and opened the clasp. Without a word he placed it around her bicep and closed it. It was a perfect fit.
    “For as long as you”re in my bed, it”s yours,” he whispered.
    Olivia gave him an incredulous look. Then suddenly her eyes widened in shock. “You have to take it off me, now!” she commanded sounding panicked.
    “Why? I thought that”s what you wanted.”
    He didn”t understand why she suddenly tried to open the clasp, an action at which she failed miserably. He had discovered that two hands were needed to open the clasp, thus making it impossible for the bearer to remove it herself.
    “Take if off me, please. Don”t you know about the legend surrounding it?”
    “Of course I know about the legend.”
    “It doesn”t look like you do, otherwise you wouldn”t be doing this. Legend says the armband creates a bond of love and true happiness between a man and a woman if they make love while the woman wears it. So take it off me, now!” She sounded angry.
    “But it”s just a legend. Nothing true about it. Don”t tell me you believe in it?” Marcus grinned. He hadn”t pegged her for the superstitious kind.

    “You should never ignore legends. There”s always a grain of truth in them. Please take it off.”
    He shook his head. “No. It stays on. I like seeing you with it. In fact, it”s quite a turn on to see you wearing it. I thought you liked to take risks,” he continued provoking her. “Don”t you get a kick out of it?”
    Olivia gave him another pained look.
    “Come on, admit it, you like wearing it, don”t you. Olivia?”
    Her face looked as if there was a glow about her. She”d looked gorgeous the night before, she”d looked ravishing an hour earlier, but now she looked like the most beautiful creature in the world.
    His cock stiffened. He had to have her, and he had to have her now.
    “Be my Vestal virgin for tonight,” he whispered and locked eyes with her.
    Her look softened. The harsh lines around her mouth disappeared, anger seeping out of her body, disappearing into thin air.
    “Marcus, I need to feel you inside me.” Her voice had an edge to it, an urgency he hadn”t noticed before.
    It was a merging of their bodies when he impaled her on his shaft and claimed her body. Her soft body felt perfect, curves in all the right places. He hadn”t had such a pliable woman in his bed in a long time. In fact, he hadn”t had a woman in his bed in a while. Far too long, he realized now.
    He breathed in her scent, soaked up the heat from her body and relished in the glow in her eyes that felt like sunshine in a stormy night. With every stroke he reached deeper and came closer, closer to feeling her essence and her energy. There was so much more to this little thief than he could fathom, and if he wasn”t careful she”d steal more than just the armband.
    It would warrant more punishment of the same kind he was inflicting right now, stroke by stroke. Plunging deeper and deeper, yet riding her higher and higher at the same time. Who said punishment couldn”t go both ways?
    Marcus was willing to take the same punishment he dealt her, endure her nails digging into his ass to pull him closer and her teeth scraping his shoulder to stop herself from crying out at the intense pleasure her body shook with.
    His surrender was inevitable, even though he tried to delay it as long as he could. But the moment Olivia”s interior muscles clenched around his erection and pumped him, his control shattered into a thousand and one pieces. She