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hot tears of despair ran down her face.
    I will not give him up, she screamed, waiting for the dagger to call.
     
    But this time something was different.
     
    Through the hopelessness Beth felt a warm breeze snaking towards her.
    Beth, a voice called.
     
    Her body was shaking. Harder now. A voice was calling her, so deep that it stopped time. She knew that voice. She needed it. But with it came a dread realization.
     
    The deathbringer also heard it because he turned to her, delighted fire in his eyes. His scream of pleasure was so loud Beth could feel it cut into her very soul.
    You’ve found him for me, he screamed.
     
    No, Beth moaned.
     
    But the other voice kept talking to her.
    Come back to me.
    She wanted to sob.
    Yes, I want you. Save me.
     
    The voice was insistent now almost sensing her need, the cave receding as the creature let out a shriek of rage; so vile and desperate Beth could feel the cold hand of hell.
     
    Beth.
    Beth.
    Beth. Come back to me.
     
    In her sleep Beth moved closer towards the source of warmth.
    She knew it was Melchior, and she was on his bed. Her hand shot out into the darkness and grabbed for him. It was like a lifeline.
     
    His skin was hot against her, hard muscle cased in burning skin. In the half-light of the dream world she was crawling. She crawled across the bed towards him. She could see him sitting next to her, watching her.
    She was crawling up his chest, pushing him back onto a bed. She needed to taste him, touch him.
     
    She heard him hiss out her name as he let her push him over onto his back. She rose up and straddled him, her legs opening over his hips as she fitted herself tight against him. He felt so real as his hands moved. They parted the thin robe she was wearing and pushed it back over her shoulders. The light fell against her as she arched into the dark, wanting him to look at her. Her was body a fierce fire of need. His eyes locked onto her breasts, and she felt his rough hand move up and graze one of them.  Her nipples were hard as tiny jewels as he rubbed his fingers teasing her buds with a knowing touch.
     
    It wasn’t enough. She wanted more. She crawled higher up his body, hovering over his face. His breath was thick and hot, coming out in pants and she could feel it on her breasts as his tongue shot out. She rose above him, arching as her nipple dragged across his lips.  Beth felt a shudder rise from deep within her. More.  As if he heard her, he pulled her straining nipple deeper into his hungry mouth.
     
    She arched her back, a desperate moan escaping her mouth. Her hands fisted into his hair as she drew him closer. His mouth was hot against her flesh as he flicked his tongue against her beaded nipple. Then he turned his attention to her other breast.  His hands were moving now. They raked up her back and found her neck, and then they tugged on her hair, pulling her head back and forcing her nipple deeper into his mouth. He sucked harder, edging her to the point of delicious pain.
     
    Her body was desperate for him, for more. Her bones had turned to liquid as she writhed on top of him.
     
    She could feel his arousal hot and hard beneath her as she started to move against him now, rocking herself. He was huge, straining up from his dark mass of hair, a thick shaft rising up to his bellybutton. She could just feel the head of it rising out from under his pants and she rocked back and forth against it. The skin like velvet draped over steel against her sex. She wanted it buried deep inside of her. Her body was moving on its own accord, riding back and forth over him as she felt his mouth move over her breast in an urgent rhythm.
     
    Her legs were moving over him as she rubbed her core against that tip. More, she needed more. She dragged her breast away from him and inched down his body, her tongue lapping at his salty skin. The taste of it fuelled her desire.
     
    He was panting now, his breath pistoning in and out as his hands fisted into the