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the front parlor?” She smiled at Josephine. “How have you been?”
    “Um, okay.” This was one of the stranger conversations she had taken part in. Josephine was pinned by a cock to the wall and wondering whether the subject of the weather or would she like a pot of tea would be brought up next.
    “Please rack off, Polly.” Alaric’s voice was calm and polite, yet his eyes were fierce with need.
    “Oh, yes, of course. We’ll get caught up later once you’ve, er, once he’s…um, well, you know.” Polly scuttled out.
    Josephine’s pushed her forehead against Alaric’s. “That was embarrassing.” While she knew Polly had probably seen and done more in her life than she could imagine, sex was not something Josephine considered a spectator sport.
    “Why? Was she looking at my ass?” Once more he began thrusting within Josephine.

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    She slapped his shoulder. “Alaric, not everything in life is about y-y-you.” Damn, he is good . Her whole body shook under the deep pounding of his cock. The driving force of his body against hers triggered a delightful itch that was spiraling out of control. “Hurry up.” She wanted to come, but with him. There was something special feeling the man she loved jerking and groaning on release as she came. The man I love? Josephine shook her head. This morning she had planned to marry Jimmy, a man who barely touched her, and now here she was slammed up against a wall, urging on her errant ex-lover.
    “We’re going to have to make time for a long, slow fuck.”
    Alaric’s words came out strained as his thrusts became harder and deeper.
    Josephine could taste the sweat on her upper lip. “I’m going home after this.” She tightened her hold on Alaric.
    “You’re so funny, baby.”
    “As are y-y-you.” She gasped as the most amazing sensation of pleasure, pain, and relief shot through her body.
    “Oh, I’m never going to leave you again.” Alaric stiffened against her, his body tense as he came.
    The feel of hot cum shooting into her body was primal and intense. A wild feeling of ownership gripped Josephine. This is my man. But can I trust him to stay?

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    Amarinda Jones

Chapter Four
    Alaric watched as Josephine walked to the side door that led to the garden. Her wedding dress was crumpled and torn, her brown hair hung tangled around her shoulders, and her face was solemn. She was the most beautiful woman he knew. As for the solemnity? Alaric knew Josephine was confused. She had every right to be. One minute he was in her life, the next he disappeared, only to reappear months later when she was trying to get on with her life without him.
    Josephine had every right to be angry. But to marry someone else?
    Someone called Jimmy?
    “I don’t think so,” he muttered under his breath. Josephine getting fucked by Richard he could deal with. His cousin was like an oversized sex toy for Josephine to play with. That was just sex. There was no threat in her playing with him, but this Jimmy guy? It was scary to think his woman had been that close to walking down the aisle and into suburbia. Josephine wasn’t the stuff of housewives.
    And yes, Alaric had been caught up in the battle for ownership of Maverick House. That race had intensified when both vampires had discovered that the first one to marry their true love would own the house. The local witch had told them that. Neither had approached her. She had made herself known only to Polly and delivered the news.
    At the time, Alaric had been suspicious. “What’s in it for her?”
    “She said she feels cosmic unrest. That the power from Maverick House is causing it,” Polly had explained to him after her visit. “You and I both know the power that is here and that if it gets into the wrong hands—”

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    While he was unaware of the extent of the power, Alaric could feel it. “There will be chaos.” He had lived long enough to know if any talisman, such as Maverick