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a stallion, wanting to drag her into his home and keep her beneath him until the first of those mythical children was created. But first, he had to reassure her of her place in his life.

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    “We shared women,” he said. “I know you’ve heard it, and it’s true.” His voice was dark, slow, and seductive in the intimate space of the vehicle. “Sara, you need to know that I won’t share you. You’re not part of that. I wouldn’t ask you to be part of that.”
    She had thought about it, worried about it, kept her distance in part because of it. But now, she only felt a perverse sense of disappointment.
    “Is it because you think I’m not sexy like the women you shared? I know Nina at the office was one of them. She talks about you three all the time. Carolyn tries to get her to stop, but she...talks.” Sara tried to make her voice even, but she knew it came out achy and needy. “You don’t have to answer that,” she tacked on hurriedly. Suddenly, she wanted the conversation over before this gorgeous man began to list her shortcomings, or worse, was kind to her about them.
    Dash whipped the truck around a stand of trees, pulled up to the house and cut the engine. He released her seat belt with a snap and she was dragged into his arms. His hot mouth silenced her cry of surprise, tongue pressing in, stabbing and retreating, making her melt. One hand fisted in her long hair and the other gripped and kneaded her buttocks sensually, causing her panties to flood. She groaned aloud into his mouth, swept into the whirlwind of sensation he created.
    Dash was devouring her as if he couldn’t get enough, would never get enough, and she loved it.

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    “Sara, God, baby, if you were any sexier, I’d come just looking at you.” He groaned, kissing down her throat, nuzzling under her ear. He tried to slow them down, made an effort to still his roving hands. He wanted her to feel how special she was, to feel cherished in his arms, but if he didn’t quit now, he’d have his dick inside her in thirty seconds flat. She drove him that high, that fast. And it was the same for her. He could feel it, could sense the rise of passion in her, and it made him wild.
    He wrapped his arms around her and tucked her head into his neck. Stroked her hair. Tried to remember the security men watching the house and forget his aching erection.
    “You’ve already had more of me than Nina ever did. She chased us, baby, and caught a one-night run. She wasn’t an employee of ours at that time, either. I’ve never considered a replay, and neither have the guys.”
    Sara was rubbing her face against him, scenting his skin.   She had a tiny smile on her face and her utterly natural sensuality was driving him mad.
    “Sara, honey, you’ve got to stop doing that. I’ll do you in the front seat, baby, if that’s what you want. But I really don’t want any of the security men seeing you. They’re all over the place here. I think Grange called in half our guys from other assignments to augment the system we already have in place.”
    Sara gulped, raising her head and pushing at him frantically. “Let me up, you crazy man. I don’t want anyone watching, either.” She straightened her skirt and top, popped back into her own seat. With her hand on the door, she turned back to fix him with a cool stare. “And don’t think you can snow me. I know that if Grange populated the ranch with extra security, it was because you ordered it, you—you closet dictator.”
    Dash barked out a laugh.
    “I’m a real dictator, honey. I never tried to hide that. I’ll keep you safe, Sara, whatever it takes.”
    Something in his tone must have reached her, for she looked back into blazing blue eyes.
    “Whatever it takes,” he said again. She paused, searching his eyes. Then she nodded slowly.
    He came around to her side of the vehicle and opened the door for her, holding out his hand. When she placed her smaller hand in his larger one, he turned