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Her thighs parted further at the urging of his hands, her legs shaking as she fought for the strength to stand before him.

His tongue rasped over the delicate, tender bud at the apex of her mound, licking around it, drawing it into his mouth before suckling at it with greedy pulls of his mouth.

Her womb rippled with the incredible pleasure; her vagina convulsed with the need to be filled. Her hips pressed closer to his lips as her hands moved to his head, fingers burying into the silk of her hair as she opened herself further for him, pleading for release.

"As intoxicating as the finest wine," he whispered against her saturated flesh before kissing at her clit with gentle suction. "Come for me now, baby. Fill me with sweetness."

Two long, broad fingers slid inside the hungry depths of her vagina as his lips circled her clitoris, drew on it, his tongue flickering over it with devastating results.

She came apart beneath the onslaught, her body tightening, arching, suspended within a pleasure that sent starbursts shattering through her mind.

The world tilted as the quakes of pleasure tore through her. The feel of the mattress at her back was quickly followed by the rending of the silk between her thighs. Morganna opened her eyes, staring into the brilliance of Clint's dark blue eyes as he pushed her thighs up, back, then filled her.

The burning pleasure tore through her vagina, clenched her womb, and had her arching closer. Her hips writhed as he worked inside her, spearing the depths of her sex with such incredible rapture that she was screaming with it.

Her nails bit into his shoulders, her back arched.

"There, baby... so sweet, so tight." Clint strained against her, pushing inside her with greedy thrusts, stroking nerve endings so sensitized that the next orgasm sent her screaming with the pleasure.

"More," he groaned, his voice hoarse, desperate, as he pushed her further, sending her peaking again, hard tremors shuddering through her as she felt him tighten above her.

Three hard, fierce thrusts heralded his release. He drove inside her with a near-violent surge before catching her orgasm at its peak as his own release joined hers. She felt the hard spurts of semen filling her, the rich heat, a bonding as she melded into him, as he melded to her.

"I love you...." His voice was a strangled vow at her ear.

"With all I am, Morganna, I love you "

Epilogue

DIEGO FUENTES SAT SILENTLY behind his desk, staring at the waves breaking over the California coast below the mountainside home.

His steepled fingers rested against his chin, his eyes narrowed thoughtfully at the sun setting in the distance. Behind him, the report that had been faxed in was crumpled on his desk from the fury that had driven into his brain as he read it.

The lab had been destroyed. The potent date rape drug known on the streets as Whores Dust was gone forever. The stupid scientist had refused to give Diego the recipe for it, and it was so complicated that so far the others he had working on it had yet to duplicate it properly.

It had something to do not so much with the ingredients as it did with the production of those ingredients.

Ah well. He had quite a bit stocked in a little-known warehouse, and though it wasn't enough to make available on the streets, it would be enough for other uses perhaps.

"Don Diego." His new general knocked briefly at the door before stepping inside. "More reports have come in."

Diego turned in his chair to watch as the older man entered the room.

Saul had at one time been Diego's father's advisor. He had returned this past year to advise Diego and now, with Roberto's death, had agreed to take the helm as Diego's second. Saul was a good man. A cold, merciless man.

"Come in, Saul." Diego smiled benignly. "What more could those bastard DEA agents have taken from me?"

"Grant Samuels' journal," Saul answered. "Our men have found only those filled with his lurid imaginings of his wife.

We have not yet found the one that reveals the secrets Carmelita gave him."

Carmelita. Diego sighed. He had loved her. Loved her until there was no reasoning involved. And she had betrayed him so many times and with so many men.

"What of our SEAL?" There was another loose end. "He is still secure?"

"He's secure." Saul's lips lifted into a cruel smile. "The latest batch of the drug that Dr. Germano created seems to have promise. We'll break him yet."

Breaking the SEAL had become a compulsion. He was strong. So strong that he had resis

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