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before. You are beautiful, my dear.”
    Desire flooded her body yet she frantically she pushed at his chest, but it was quite impossible, he was immensely strong and much bigger than her. When she opened her mouth to protest he covered it with his own, probing with his tongue.
    “If you are going to end up marrying some little bank clerk then at least you will know what you gave up in order to do it. Most men have no idea how to please their lady, they don’t even try.”
    “My lord,” she began, but Raven pressed a finger over her lips and whispered, “No woman should go to her grave never having been made love to by a vampire.”
    Evangeline tried again. “I have no desire for a vampire or any other man, my lord, please!”
    Her words were cut short when Raven plunged his hand between her thighs and she felt his long fingers opening her and stroking her.
    Involuntarily, she sucked in a long breath as he pushed two fingers deep inside her, then held his hand aloft to show her the glistening fluids.
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    time I have pleasured you.” He laughed softly. “Ahhh, my dear, dear, girl.” He licked the fluids from his fingers. “I am going to take control of you whether you want it or not, so you might as well lie back and enjoy it because I have no intention of taking no for an answer.”
    When she opened her mouth to speak he said, “Evangeline, if you don’t want to lose your virginity, then I won’t take it, but I have pleasured you before and I will again.”
    “I must protest, my lord, I must.”
    “If it makes you feel better to know you have done it, then protest.” He kissed her lips softly. “I am going to take it out of your hands just as I did before so you will have nothing to reproach yourself with.” He rose and took the long wool belt from her dressing gown. In an instant he straddled her, flipped her onto her belly and expertly tied her wrists together behind her back.
    Evangeline yanked at her fetters, squirming and pulling in a vain attempt to free herself, but her hands were completely secure. Her helplessness was both frightening and stimulating.
    “Your culpability has been removed, my dear girl. Now you need do nothing but enjoy.”
    “My lord, please! Untie me, I beg you.”
    “Do I need to gag you as well?” Raven smiled, stroking the tender skin of her buttocks.
    “No, please don’t gag me,” she begged.
    “Will you be quiet?”
    “I’ll try.”
    “That’s my darling girl.” He smiled. “I just remembered something. Wait, I’ll be back.”
    For the umpteenth time since she had arrived at Castle Haven a sense of unreality set in. Raven returned and locked the door from the inside. “Look what I have, you’ll like this.” He held in his hands several very slender strips of black leather. “To bind you.”
    Evangeline whimpered.
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    up at him. Again he straddled her. The feel of his smooth buttocks resting lightly on her thighs was enticing as he leaned forward and began a deep massage of her breasts. Unable to control herself Evangeline moaned openly. She gazed up into Raven’s eyes, arching her back as he took her nipples in between his fingers and thumbs and pulled gently. The pressure brought all her awareness into her breasts and spikes of thin, hot pleasure shot through the small, firm mounds.
    Raven placed his hands on either side of her and dipped his head to her left breast, drawing her nipple deeply into his mouth. His suck was strong and relentless, making Evangeline cry out. His hand shot out to cover her mouth. “Hush, my sweet. Vampires have acute senses.”
    Eyes wide, she nodded. Again his head dipped and this time he took her right nipple, drawing strongly on it. She writhed under his ministrations. “Please, my lord, you must stop.”
    “Evangeline,” he said with infinite patience. “I will not stop. Now, my dear, do you remember the night before the wedding when I threw you over my knee and spanked your sweet bottom?”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    “That was a punishment for trying to escape but still it aroused you beyond measure. Did it not?”
    “Yes, my lord.” The memory of that night returned and with it the fierce arousal she had felt lying helpless across Raven’s knees while he slapped her backside until it was hot and stinging. Yes, there was pain, but the excitement in