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    feel what all those books talked about. Pussies clenching. Shuddering muscles. Heads thrown back. Cries of ecstasy.
    “I am more than my inability to orgasm. I can enjoy sex in other ways.” Dutifully she repeated the words she’d read in one of her sexual self-help books. A tear slid down her cheek as she thought of Rosier. She wanted to help him but couldn’t. What cruel trick of the universe was this?
    A book flew off one of the shelves to slam into the wall beside her. Startled, Mari yelped. And there he was. Immediately. Unavoidably male and in her father’s—no, her—bedroom.
    “Are you okay?” Rosier’s voice rasped, deep and rough. She hoped it was with concern but a quick downward glance revealed arousal still held him in its grasp.
    She nodded as she bent down to pick up the book. “Yeah, I’m fine. Apparently things fly around here?”
    The question in her voice made him look at her sharply. Shifting the book so she could read it, she laughed out loud.
    “What? What is so funny, Miss Greenlea?”
    So it was like that, was it? She was Mari in his arms in the kitchen, but he reverted back to the cold last name now. Fine. She would see how cool he was when she read him the title of the book.
    “Tantric Magick.” At his blank stare, she waved the book at him. “The title. It’s Tantric Magick.”
    “I heard you the first time. What is funny about that?” She could have creased jeans with the crispness from him. He seemed almost offended.
    “Don’t you know what tantric sex is? I mean—”
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    punishment amongst the Hedonae. Expending all of that time on nearing an orgasm but never achieving it? What is the use of that? Stupid humans.”
    Narrowing her eyes, she gritted out through clenched teeth, “Well, I suppose you demons know everything then, don’t you? If you’re so smart, how did my father trap you here?”
    Immediately she wished she could take the words back. The flash of something in his eyes made her wince. Not a mean girl normally, Mari didn’t know what it was about Ros that made her lash out like that. She held out a hand.
    Rosier growled.
    “Are you growling at me?” Her disbelief cracked her voice. “Actually freakin’
    growling?”
    The burst of laughter made her jump. Taking a step back from him, she watched him. From offended to growling to laughing? The demon had a serious emotional problem. She was sure of it.
    “No, Mari.” The softness in his voice echoed the sexual tenor he’d had in the kitchen. “No, I’m not mad—not crazy-mad anyway. But I am sexually frustrated. I’ve been sexually frustrated for twenty-three years because of your father. I told you how you could release me. You let me get worked up. I thought you meant it when you said you didn’t want me here. But then you left me in the kitchen with an aching cock and throbbing balls.”
    Suddenly he loomed over her. How did he do that? She leaned away from him as he bent his head toward her. Heat shimmered off his body—or was it from hers? Mari wanted him to kiss her then. Wanted it so badly her breasts ached with need. But he didn’t touch her. Not with his hands anyway. His voice caressed her like a wild summer wind teasing that a storm was coming soon.
    “Do not do that again, Mari. I can’t stand the pain. Seeing you writhing under my touch… Feeling your breasts press into my hands when your back arches with 30

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    passion… Knowing it is me doing that to you and knowing how good it will feel to sink myself so deep into you… I must have you. I will have you.”
    Taking a deep breath, she steeled her will. Focus was her only defense against the sheer overwhelming sensual net he wove with his words.
    “You need to know