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wasn’t sufficient enough, he leaned forward and
planted his palms on the floor, on either side of her torso. The move gave him
the leverage he needed to thrust with the power his body demanded.
    The change in angles caused Angel to cry out. “I need to…
Let me…Raul!” She punched the thigh of his restraining leg. “Release me so I
can…”
    He was already lifting so that he no longer straddled her
thigh. Angel wrapped both legs high around his waist.
    “Oh baby, Angel,” he gritted out between clenched teeth as
he hammered his hips into hers. A drop of sweat splashed into the valley
between her breasts, and his black hair hung in a wavy curtain around his face.
    Their gazes met, clung. As his orgasm approached, his nails
sprouted into claws. He dug them into the plush carpet. Feeling his canines
lengthen, he pressed his lips together and hung his head, breaking their gaze.
Even now, he retained enough possession of his senses to hide what he was.
    Angel’s nails scored his back, and the taint of iron scented
the air, exciting his beast to epic proportions.
    “Please, please… All of you. Give me all of you,” she begged
right before her spine bowed and a scream ripped out of her mouth. Her cunt
clamped down on his cock like a vise, then began to pulse.
    Raul’s hair went flying as he jerked back his head to keep
from marking her, an orgasm roaring through him. His muscles locked into place
for one timeless moment, and then his hips began to shake as pulse after pulse
of semen jetted from his cock. He poured into Angel everything he was—heart,
mind, and soul.
    Raul slumped on top of his mate, panting. When his breathing
evened out, he nuzzled his nose in the responsive skin behind her ear and
whispered, “I love you, baby. Whatever the problem is, we can work it out. Just
don’t leave me again. I can’t take it.”
    “This changes nothing,” Angel told him in an extremely even
and controlled voice, but underneath, his wolf sensed hurt, anger, and…defeat?
    Confused, he pushed to his elbows to see her face. “What…?”
    She shoved at his shoulders, and when he refused to budge,
said, “Please get off me.” Her voice was ultracontrolled and completely
unemotional, but again Raul sensed an underlying pain.
    “I think,” he answered slowly, “I’d better stay right where
I am. What just happened here?”
    Angel let her hands drop to the carpet and turned her face
so he viewed her profile. “Sex. That’s what happened here.”
    He nudged her chin so she faced him again. “Don’t, Angel.
This was more than sex. I love you, and you love me. Don’t you?”
    She didn’t answer. Simply stared at his nose like it had
somehow become fascinating.
    “Angel?” he questioned, but a hint of uncertainty crept in
as his father’s warning about the consequences of loving humans rose again to
torment him. Silently he cursed. If he’d marked her, she’d be bonded to him,
and he’d know exactly what she was feeling. She had to love him. He refused to
believe otherwise. He’d felt her love for him. That couldn’t have changed in
the few short weeks he’d been gone. “Don’t you love me anymore, baby?”
    Her sigh felt like it came up from her toes. Finally she met
his gaze. “Yes, I love you.”
    The relief he felt left him weak. “Then why did you leave
me?”
    Intimately connected as they were, Raul felt her stiffen. She
seemed to search his eyes for something. Whatever it was she was hunting for,
Angel didn’t find, because she turned away again.
    “It doesn’t matter,” she stated softly. “I thought if I…”
She sighed. “Never mind.”
    “You thought what, baby?” he asked, determined to get to the
bottom of this. He knew his woman and her varied, mercurial moods, but this was
a strange one, even for her. She’d gone from passionate to despondent in a
matter of minutes.
    “I’d like to get up now,” she said, which wasn’t an answer,
or at least, not the one he’d