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with his own. His hands hit
the bed on either side of her head, and he lowered his face until
his lips almost touched hers. “You underestimate me, Caitlin. A
lot. And if your family is stupid enough to do the same, then I
pity them. Because I will wipe them off the planet if they try to
fuck with me… or you.”
    Her eyes locked with his for a breathless,
electric moment. Then her brow furrowed and she laughed. “Did you
call me stupid somewhere in that extremely sexy speech?”
    He liked her laugh. He liked her smile. He
liked way too much about her.
    And I’m going to love sinking into
her…
    His cock took immediate interest in that
thought, but he resisted temptation and kissed her chin. “No.” More
kisses, nipping down her neck and shoulders as he talked. “Your
family are dark magic practitioners who should know damn well who I
am.” He licked the curve of her breast and felt intense
satisfaction when she sucked in a ragged breath and slid her legs
against his. “Enough of them have tried to strike bargains with me
over the last few centuries, after all.”
    “ Thwarting their evil plans
by fucking me should be especially enjoyable, then.” Her small
hands trailed up his sides. “What if I tried to strike a bargain
with you?”
    He froze, his lips hovering just above one
gorgeous nipple. “Depends on if it’s magical or sexual.”
    “ Neither.” She arched, and
her nipple brushed his mouth. “If you buy me breakfast, I’ll send
your clothes to my dry cleaner. The woman’s a miracle worker. Maybe
literally.”
    Relief seized him, so hard and fast he
didn’t know what to do but distract himself by nipping the side of
her breast. “Deal,” he whispered, and sealed it with another bite,
this one at the base of her ribcage. “But it’s a long time until
breakfast.”
    Caitlin laughed again. “Damn. I was hoping
you wouldn’t notice that the crux of my plan involved keeping you
in this bed for hours.”
    He tickled around her belly-button with his
tongue. “That was a given. A good de-virginizing takes hours.”
    She wiggled under him, breathing faster.
“Since this is my first, I’ll have to take your word for it.”
    “ Hours,” he repeated,
mostly to hear that little hitched breath again. He glanced up,
knowing his eyes had gone dark with lust, and watched her face as
he kissed low enough for his chin to barely brush the soft curls
between her legs. She seemed to like the coarse words, so he didn’t
hold back. “Do you have any idea how much time I could spend just
tasting you?”
    Her hands curled into the plush comforter.
“I’m eager to find out.”
    As if he could have any doubts with her
aroused scent clouding his brain. He lifted off her completely and
slid to the floor, then hooked his hands under her thighs and
dragged her to the edge of the bed. “Watch me, Caitlin. Watch me
until you can’t keep your eyes open anymore because my tongue in
your cunt is that damn good.”
    She rose up on her elbows. “Five seconds,
then. Got it.” Her legs slipped over his shoulders, and she stared
down at him expectantly.
    Leo bit the inside of her thigh
with a growl. “You’ve got a smart mouth.” And it is far, far too sexy. “Just for that, I
should let you stew a little bit.”
    She only smiled. “Playing denial games with
a precognitive psychic only goes so far, baby. I already know how
the night goes.”
    That brought his head up. “You’ve seen
this?”
    “ Not this,” she murmured,
fidgeting a little. “I saw us. Here, having sex.”
    The moment of recognition in the bar
suddenly made sense. Leo nuzzled her thigh again, gently this time.
“Then why’d you dump a drink down my pants? Didn’t I perform well
in your vision?”
    “ From what I remember, you
were doing very well. But the visions are tricky.” She seemed to be
struggling for words, and her voice went hoarse. “What made you
want to come upstairs with me?”
    There were too many ways to answer that
question,