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don t know how to live& 
 It s okay, baby. He rocked her, soothed her. Against his scarred chest he allowed
her to shed the tears that she had held back for so many years.  One day at a time,
Sherra, he told her huskily.  We ll both learn to live again, one day at a time& 
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The heart that had shattered within Kane s chest so many years ago broke again.
The temporary patches he had effected to survive ripped apart, leaving his soul
bleeding as he held his woman in his arms and shared her agonized tears. The child he
had never known had been taken from him, but the woman he had loved beyond life
had been scarred in a way that had never healed, would never truly heal.
 I would dream of you, he finally whispered, clearing his throat as he tried to talk
through the emotions tearing him apart.  After they told me you were dead, I would
dream of you. Dream of rescuing you, holding you. I would dream of what could have
been, what should have been. When I awoke, the pain would nearly destroy me,
because it was only a dream. But it s not a dream now, baby. I m here with you. I m
holding you. And God help me, if I have to let you go again, it will kill me.
Her breath hitched.
 I didn t want to love you, she whispered.  But when I saw you again for the first
time, I knew I had never stopped. She shook her head, weariness filling her voice.  I
never stopped, Kane. No matter how hard I tried.
 I won t let you go, Sherra. Not ever again. He held on tighter to her, flipping the
blanket over her when she shivered, cocooning her with his warmth.  Just hold onto
me, baby. I m right here. I ll always be here.
He felt her slip into an exhausted sleep then. Her body slowly relaxed in his arms,
her head resting comfortably against his shoulder as he allowed himself to hope, to
pray that the wounds would finally begin to close.
 I love you, kitten, he whispered as his own eyes closed and sleep took him. A
gentle, healing sleep, free of pain or demons, and for once without the haunting arousal
that had taunted him for so many years.
* * * * *
Sherra awoke to a sweet languor that she couldn t remember having ever known.
Even after that first night with Kane she hadn t know this sense of satiation, of complete
contentment. His arms, strong and warm, had enfolded her throughout the night, the
sound of his heartbeat echoing at her ear had comforted her, soothed her.
There had been no nightmares, there had been no demons rising from the twisted
half memories that had snaked through her unconsciousness on even the best of nights.
There had been none in Kane s arms.
 Awake? His voice was drowsy, rough and sexy. It sent a small tremor of
awareness skating up her spine and heat spearing between her thighs.
 Awake. She smiled, her tongue licking lazily at the reddened mark on his chest.
It was sensitive. She felt the shudder of response that tightened his muscles, saw the
tenting of the sheet as his cock began to harden.
She lifted the light cover, peeking under it with false curiosity and then with heated
wonder.
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Had she ever taken the time to really look at Kane s cock?
She flipped the sheet off his body, moving down until her head rested on his tight
abs and she watched the slow engorging of all that luscious meat. Her mouth watered
at the sight of the dark, heavily veined shaft and the wide flared head that grew faintly
damp with the pearly drops of pre-come that seeped from its slitted eye.
She ran her hand along the side of his leg, then over the lightly haired thigh to the
heavy weight of his scrotum. She cupped the silky flesh in her palm, watching as the
bulbous head of his cock pulsed until it spilled yet another drop of its creamy fluid.
 Sherra, baby. There was a thread of laughter in his voice.  It s not nice to tease a
horny man.
 Tease? Her tongue licked over the indention of his belly button as the little
droplet spilled to his hard stomach.  Am I teasing?
She blew a soft breath over the sensitive crest and watched as it flexed again,
swelling further in response to the warm air blowing over it. In response to her.
Amazement filled her. The first time she had seen him, so many years ago, he had filled
her with a sense of wonder and excitement. All other males paled in comparison to
Kane. And still, there was no other man that she could even consider doing this with.
 Sherra, kitten, he growled.  Are you going to do anything with that hard-on
you ve brought to life or are you going to admire it all day?
 It s well worth admiring, she whispered as she felt his scrotum tighten, watched
the beat of his blood in the ridge of veins that extended around the thick flesh.  It s
actually a sight to make a grown woman s mouth water at the thought of tasting it, she
assured him with a smile as the heavy cock jerked in reflex at her words.
 Just the thought? he asked her, his voice strained as the hard muscles of his
abdomen tightened beneath her head.
 Well, the intention? she asked as her tongue flicked out that last small distance
and swiped over the throbbing head of his erection.
Kane gasped, his hands tightening in her hair as he lifted his hips, pressing his cock
firmly against her lips. Sherra opened wide, her tongue licking greedily around the
flared crest as her mouth sucked him in. His groan was a dark, rough growl of passion
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