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stopped!” I accused, releasing his cock, so close to coming that I could hardly hear the words over the thundering of my heart.
    He stopped kissing me. “No, my love. I’m just beginning.”
    And then his fingers skimmed backward, between my entrance and my tailbone, and I clenched reflexively against him.
    “Your punishment, Cora,” he said. “Take it.”
    I stood there with the water streaming across me, my heart beating so hard that I thought it would burst as his fingers pressed intimately against me. And, I realized, I had put myself in a position where I had to do as he said. He’d promised not to hurt me, but unless I accepted him, fully and without reservation, I would break the vow that he’d made. I found, at that moment, that I could not.
    And I surrendered.
    As his first finger breached the barrier I shuddered against the wall, against him, against the last, darkest intimacy of it. The second was there, next to it, and I panted with the effort of my surrender as he pulled against me to let it in, pushing them both inside to the limit.
    “No more,” I said, overwhelmed by the intensity of it and the tightness of my body around him.
    “No, Cora,” he said. “This is the start, not the end. When you come like this, then it will be over.”
    I nodded, unable to do more, wanting it too desperately even as it frightened me. He kissed me then as his fingers began to move slowly, rhythmically, matching his mouth and hand, and then he moved down my body again to tease my breasts with his tongue until I thought I couldn’t bear it any longer. He moved lower still, until his tongue flicked my clit before his mouth closed against it, sucking, as his fingers moved and stretched against me.
    And I came hard, clenching around his fingers but also the emptiness deep inside. It was an ugly orgasm, a brutal one, drilling into my brain the place in my body where the pleasure centered in such a way that I couldn’t escape it.
    Only then did Dorian pull back, and only then did he fill my empty place with the hardness of his cock, driving into me until we came together one last time.
    And after, he poured the body wash into his hands and washed me as he had the first time we’d been in this shower together. But this time, I knew through experience what he’d meant when he’d promised that he would take every inch of my body.
    Because he had.

Chapter Four
    D orian was gone much of Sunday morning and afternoon. He had to make arrangements in response to the theft of his research, and that was on top of the work needed to get the new tests into a production-ready state. As he said, “Right now, the Kyrioi might be able to screen people, but it will take them days, maybe even weeks, to get results without our processes. And since even we haven’t perfected them yet, you can be certain that they haven’t either.”
    I spent the day messaging my friends and picking through the library. Dorian’s night, though, belonged to me alone, and it made me unable to regret the time I’d spent by myself.
    On Monday morning, Dorian lingered for breakfast before driving me to my first class, this time in a shiny new BMW.
    I glanced in the rearview mirror as he pulled away from the curb in front of his house. “The guards are still there.”
    “Of course they are,” Dorian said, one eyebrow rising questioningly.
    I said, “I mean, we know why Hattie was killed now. So why keep up with the guards?”
    Dorian turned onto a larger road, moving out of the residential areas of Georgetown and towards College Park. “The guards are still a good idea—perhaps not much use against a well-planned attack but certainly against something either uncoordinated or impulsive.”
    “I guess,” I said, wishing it wasn’t necessary. He’d had guards on me constantly since Cosimo’s foiled rape plan. Realistically, why would he stop now, just because the reason for the most recent attacks had been uncovered?
    And of course, there was still