his hips, tracing his hips bones, the sharp edges, the defined muscles. he groaned as his body grew fuller, heavier, at the brushing of her skin against him. "i want to touch you, rafael," she answered truthfully. she loved the way he thrust his mind into her mind, the erotic pictures very vivid, very graphic.

his mouth at her breast was numbing her mind, turning her body into liquid heat, a fire so exquisite she wanted to burn out of control, could only burn out of control. deliberately she danced her fingers along the hard thick length of him, cupping the weight of him in her hand, squeezing gently until the air rushed out of his lungs and he lifted his head with a soft growl of animal pleasure.

it wasn't enough, she wanted to bring him to his knees, this creature of dark power, a master of seduction who had left his brand deep inside her so that no other could ever possibly take his place. she wanted him to feel the way he had made her feel. so close to the fire she burned in it. colby caught at his hips, dragged him closer to her so that the warmth of her breath had his teeth snapping together. her tongue tasted him, a slow, seductive swirl, deliberately intimate, following the smooth velvet-soft contours, exploring the thick knob while her teeth nibbled as if she might take a bite. she had no real idea of what to do, but she could follow the instructions in his mind, and the guidance of his hands. each ragged breath he drew encouraged her.

his hands fisted in her hair, the growl deepening in his throat. she wanted him this way, on the edge of violence, with no restraint, there in the night with the stars scattered overhead and his powerful body trembling because of her. because of the silken heat of her mouth, tight and moist, taking him the way her body would take his. deep inside, suckling him the way he did her. his body belonging to her, for her pleasure, to bring him to a fever pitch, to be able to drag the throaty growls from him and feel his body thrust helplessly into her. his fists tightened in her hair, dragging her head closer to him while she deliberately drove him careening toward the edge of control.

he said something, something hot and erotic, dragging her head up to find her mouth with his. he waved his hand and a blanket of thick grass lay beneath her as he shoved her back onto the ground, following her down with his hard body. grasping her legs, he jerked her to him, so that her legs were spread wide, leaving her open and vulnerable to him. he was kneeling and he simply tugged her legs over his broad shoulders and bent to find her hot, wet core with his probing tongue.

colby's body imploded, fragmented, rocking and bucking in his hands. she cried out, her fingers clutching at the grass stalks for something, anything to hold on to.

"not good enough," he said softly, impatiently. "again, colby, again and again and next time say my name. know who i am. say it." it was an order, a threat. his mouth found her again, buried deep, stroking, caressing, teasing. very deliberately he slipped his finger over her, inside her. at once her body responded again, sending her spiraling out of control so that she gasped for mercy, clawing at the grass for an anchor.

he left his finger deep inside her, pushed further so that his palm was pressed against the heat of her entrance. he bent to kiss her flat belly, his teeth nipping, his tongue swirling over her peculiar birthmark. her muscles clenched tightly in answer around his finger. "that is what i need to feel, meu amor, i want you to need me more. even more." watching her face he inserted a second finger, stretching her tight sheath, pressing deeper into her as he bent his head to her breast thrusting so temptingly at him. her body shuddered in answer, bathed his fingers in a hot cream, clenching and tightening, rippling with life.

"rafael," she gasped his name. aching. needing. on fire.

he hit lightly at her breast, sucked at her flesh, thrust his fingers deep, withdrew, thrust again. there was satisfaction in her cry as his movements triggered an even wilder release. she nearly sobbed as her body ground against his hand.

rafael leaned over her, pressed his throbbing body against her, thick and hard, wanting her to feel him. "not yet, colby. who am i? say my name, tell me. tell me what you want from me. only me. no one else, just me." his voice was a dark sorcerer's tool, velvet soft, a seduction of senses, husky with his own dark hunger. his tongue flicked over her nipple, his teeth scraped over her pulse, swirled a caress even as his fingers stretched her further, sunk deeper into her core.

tears swam in her eyes. "i can't do this, i can't take any more. it's too much." her body was alive with a thousand nerve endings, tiny pinpoints of pleasure swamping her to the point of pain.

"yes, you can." his teeth teased the pulse in her neck, his breath warm in her ear. "let go, give yourself to me, all the way, colby, i want all of it, everything that is you. i will not take anything less from you. all of you. you want me. you need me the same way i need you. your body needs mine."

her breath caught in her throat and the feel of his mouth against her skin was almost more than she could bear. "yes, rafael, now." she choked the words out as her body rippled and quivered and spiraled out of control again.

he brought her legs to his waist, pushed his hips against her, keeping her thighs wide to accommodate his larger body as he pressed into her hot, wet, welcoming sheath. a soft sound escaped her throat as he pushed into her. even with his fingers preparing her, stretching her, her body was tight and resisting against his thick hard length. "all of me, querida, take all of me," he urged softly, insistently. his beautiful voice was husky with his need, his face an etching of desire and hunger, his eyes burning with intensity.

she cried out, her voice scattering across the sky as he deepened his stroke, joining their bodies together. it was his name, her mind filled with him and her soul claimed by him as he took possession of her body. the release was fast and ferocious, overtaking her like a freight train before she could get her breath.

rafael had no mercy, surging forward, burying himself deep while the fiery friction built again and again, intense and hot, a firestorm consuming them both. he needed all of her, the essence of her flooding his bloodstream, and deliberately he bent forward, knowing her eyes were on his face, wanting her to see who he was, to know what he was.