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“And what of its father, Manda?” he asked her.
Tears fell from her eyes as her head tilted back and a low, painful moan filled the room.
“I don’t want to love you,” she whispered. “I don’t even know you. How can I love you?”
“Yes, you do. ” He was closer now. “You know me better than you think you do. You know I’ll protect you, Manda. You know I’ll hold you close and keep you warm. You know you are my mate. Mates are forever. Just as you know your body will never go hungry for mine, your every desire, your every need fulfilled. ”
Her head titled forward, something inside her shattering at his words. Sexuality was something to hide where she came from. God help her if her family every found her books, or discovered her perversions. But Kiowa knew them. He knew what she wanted, what her body craved. Marriages survived on less than that; surely a mating wouldn’t be too bad?
Your hormones are talking,her mind screamed out. Buck up girl. Remember, freedom? Time to be alone?
Time to be alone with her books and her daydreams, she thought. Kiowa was a sexual fantasy come to life.
“You’re manipulating me. ” She was panting for air.
“Of course I am. ” He shrugged carelessly. “You weren’t far off the mark when you called me an animal, baby. Those instincts are alive and humming and they’re screaming you’re mine. I won’t let you go, Amanda. ”
“God you are such a headache,” she snapped, perspiration covering her body as lust built to a feverpitch. “Do you have any idea how impossible this is? This isn’t my life. It isn’t what I want. ”
“This wasn’t your life. ” He leaned lazily against the doorframe then. “It is now. You take the scraps life throws at you and make the best of it. You’re a smart woman, smart enough to know this isn’t something that’s just going to go away. ”
“That doesn’t mean I have to just bow down and give in to it,” she argued fiercely. “Scientists created this curse you have, they can fix it. ”
He laughed at that.
“Do you think your eggheaded God-complex scientists had any clue what they were doing?” he asked mockingly. “Do you have any idea the strong, vital men and women who died, created to be killers, but born with such honor and intelligence that their creators knew they could never let them live? No, Amanda, the world’s best and brightest are currently living in a secluded lab beneath the estate here, trying to just understand how this works. There is no cure. They admit that. The best they are hoping for is to ease the symptoms. ”
She wanted to scream in denial, but her body was burning so hot she couldn’t think of anything much past getting his cock out of his pants. The heat was consuming her, making her want, making her need things that brought a flush of humiliation to her entire body.
“Kiowa, it hurts,” she finally whispered desperately, flinching as another powerful spasm rippled through her womb.
“What do you want me to do, Amanda?” he whispered. “If I take you, you know what’s going to happen. Do you know, when I’m locked inside you, my cock is pressed flush against your cervix, my seed shooting into it. You’re ovulating,” he reminded her. “Do you want to take that chance again?”
“Do I have a choice?” she screamed back at him, gasping as the anger seemed to build, to feed the sexual desperation climbing within her.
“You have a choice,” he snarled in reply. “You can admit you can’t run from it, Amanda. ”
“In less than twenty-four hours you’ve destroyed every dream I ever had. ” She was shaking with fury, with lust. “And you expect me to just give up? Oh yes, the great and might Kiowa, king of Coyotes has knotted my cunt, my world is finally right. Damn you, I didn’t ask you for this. I didn’t ask those bastards to attempt to kidnap me and I didn’t ask you to fuck me. ”
“No, you begged me to,” he shot back at her, making her grit her teeth at the memory. “You screamed it, Amanda, you demanded it. And lady, I didn’t ask for you any more than you asked for me. At least I have the God-given sense to realize that fighting is a waste of strength. ”
“I don’t belong to you!”
She was screaming. The anger pouring through her was like a spark to the building, surging tide of lusts she couldn’t control. She hated it. She needed it more than breath.
“Wrong, baby,” he snapped, finally moving toward her, his long-legged stride eating up the short distance, powerful muscles flexing along his upper body, his eyes hot, singeing her. “You do belong to me. Every inch of that sweet, hot little body is mine now. If you don’t believe that, try to let another touch you. ”
She remembered Callan Lyons touching her, catching her as her legs faltered beneath her earlier. The pain had been excruciating.
“You bastard!” she raged.
“Yeah, I am,” he agreed as he walked around her, not touching her, letting her smell the intriguing scent of man, honey and spice. “But your bastard it would seem. ”
She shuddered at the feel of his warmth surrounding her as he passed her on the way to the kitchen.
“God, what a mess. ” She sighed deeply pushing her fingers roughly through her hair as she watched his lips quirk. Not really a smile, but almost.
“Oh, I don’t know,” he said softly. “Some things look pretty damned good from where I’m standing. You clean up real fine, Ms. Marion, I have to say that for you. ”
