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would only be more tormented when she must return to the control of her family. For the sake of her own sanity, she had to end this. Now.
    Coolly, she said, “I mated with you as my position decreed.” With that, she slid from him to the edge of the bed. Before she could stand, he maneuvered himself behind her, wrapped his arms around her torso, and pulled her back into his lap. Theiroil-slick bodies slid together in a most erotic fashion, which only exacerbated her fears of addiction.
    “How dare you take such liberties with my person?!” She pushed at his massive arms, then realized the folly of engaging him physically. “Unhand me at once.”
    His laugh infuriated her and allowed her to realize that she would never become enamored of his touch, for she could not stand him! No doubt, he was from one of the barbaric outer regions where men laid claim to property by using their brawn and not their brains.
    “Unhand you? Honestly?” He nuzzled her neck. “After what we just did that seems rather dramatic, don’t you think?” The heat of his body permeated into her, lulling her, as his touch calmed her instinct to run. “Especially when your body clearly wants to be handled.”
    Tenderly, he cupped her breast, caressing the nipple between his forefinger and thumb. Her body betrayed her, for her nipple instantly hardened under his attention. That one tiny sensation caused ripples of pleasure across her entire form, especially deep into her greedy sex. She would have bolted, but he captured her earlobe with his teeth, drawing the sensitive flesh into his mouth as he continued to tease her breast.
    “In all my life I’ve never met any woman as responsive as you.”
    That she could believe, for how many women could he have known who had been forced to consume body-numbing elixirs for half their lives? She didn’t blame herself for her reaction. How could one who’d been numb for so long resist the sudden beauty, the absolute dangerous attraction of physical pleasure? All her parents had done with their machinations was ensure her compulsion by withholding what most considered normal. Every day those around her knew the comfort of soft fabrics, the shock of cold water, the sensual bliss of a lover’s kiss, whereshe literally felt nothing. Like a woman half asleep, Ariss awoke to pleasures beyond comprehension and simply didn’t know what to do with her own natural reactions.
    He growled as he kissed his way along her neck. “Stop fighting me,
tanata.
Let me show you just how good it feels to surrender.”
    The word alone caused a fight within her. Surrender of what? She couldn’t give herself to him, not the way most women gave themselves to their chosen mates. Involuntarily, she tilted her head to the side to dismiss him with harsh words, but her movement inadvertently gave him greater access. When he bit the tender juncture of her neck and shoulder, she startled back, pressing her bottom against him. He lowered his hands to her hips to settle her against his dangerously muscular frame. Ever so slowly, she felt him harden, until his penis dug into her flesh, seeking the heat and wetness of her acceptance.
    Somewhere in the back of her mind, she heard a little voice saying that one more time couldn’t hurt. One more time with him taking control and pinning her to the bed with not only his strong body but also his wicked, piercing gaze couldn’t hurt. Very likely, he’d called hundreds of women
tanata
with that exact same rumbling seduction, but who cared? For now, he was hers. If she chose to think so, she could consider him a reward for a Harvest well done. Best of all, her parents never had to know.
    Conflicting her innate longing was the other voice, the louder voice of her parents reminding her of why she’d become the Harvester. She had not competed against all those beautiful women to take the virginity of hundreds of men. A clear purpose filled her mind, focusing her attention, fighting against every