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cold and alone again. She wanted him to hold her even closer so that she could absorb the

warmth of his body, and she curled her hands around his neck and pressed herself against him,

making no protest when he drew her down so that they were stretched out on the sand.



Now they were lying hip to hip, and the unmistakable evidence of Nikos’s arousal jutting

against her thighs caused her muscles to tense. This was wrong, very wrong, and it had to stop—

now. But when he found her mouth once more in a slow, drugging kiss, she could not help but

respond. Just a few more minutes in his arms, and then she would draw away from him, she

promised herself. Surely it wasn’t too much to ask—a few passionate kisses with the sexiest man

she had ever met before she returned to her lonely life. But now she no longer felt relaxed, she

was aware of a restless ache deep in her pelvis, and when he lifted his mouth from hers she gave

a little murmur of protest.



‘ Theos, Rina!’ Nikos’s ragged voice echoed harshly in the cloistered quiet of the cave. ‘This is insanity. You should leave while I still have some measure of control.’ He stared down at her, his

blood thundering in his veins when he saw the dazed passion in her eyes, and said slowly,

‘Because if you do not, I can’t guarantee that I will be able to stop.’





CHAPTER FOUR


NIKOS’Swords were an unwelcome intrusion, slicing through the fog that clouded Kitty’s

brain. She didn’t want to think, she wanted to feel and touch and lose herself in the world of

sensory pleasure that his kisses evoked. She felt as though she were standing on the threshold of

some new and wonderful place and Nikos was giving her the choice of stepping through the

door, or closing it and turning back. Her mind flew to the royal ball and the loneliness she’d felt

as she’d watched the couples on the dance floor. Everyone seemed to have a partner except her.

All her friends were getting married and starting families but she had never even had a proper

boyfriend. She recalled Vasilis Sarondakos’s cruel taunts that she would end up a virgin spinster,

and despair tugged her heart. She didn’t want to be alone any more, and the flames of desire in

Nikos’s eyes told her that tonight she didn’t have to be.



Tentatively she touched his face, and traced her finger across his mouth. She could hardly

believe she was lying in the dark cave with the sexiest man she had ever met, and that sense of

unreality numbed her to everything but her longing for him to kiss her again. Her innate shyness

trapped her tongue, but the silent message in her eyes was enough for Nikos, and his chest

heaved as he drew a harsh breath. The flare of feral hunger in his dark gaze sent a frisson of

trepidation through Kitty, but then she forgot everything but the feel and touch and taste of him

as he kissed her with an unrestrained hunger that warned her she had opened Pandora’s box and

had better be prepared for the consequences.



The feel of Nikos’s hands brushing lightly against her skin as he unfastened the buttons on his

jacket caused Kitty’s heart to jerk frantically beneath her ribs, and doubt flooded through her.

The memory of Vasilis roughly pawing her breasts filled her mind, and she tensed, her breath

coming in sharp little gasps of panic. But Nikos was not rough, and the glitter of male

appreciation in his eyes as he slowly pushed the edges of the jacket apart and revealed the

pouting fullness of her breasts sent a shiver of another kind through Kitty. Her panic gradually

receded as he gently cupped each breast in his palms and felt their weight and softness.



He muttered something indistinct beneath his breath and colour flared briefly along his

cheekbones. ‘Beautiful,’ he said thickly, and stroked his fingertip across one nipple in a feather-

light caress. The sensation was so exquisite that Kitty gasped and then closed her eyes and felt

the pleasure build when he brushed his thumb pad lightly over the crest of her other breast.



Nikos guided her hands to the front of his shirt and aided her in freeing the buttons. Hands

shaking, Kitty pushed the material aside to reveal his broad, muscular chest; olive-gold satin

covered with whorls of dark hair that arrowed down over his taut abdomen. He drew her to him

and she caught her breath at that very first contact of a hard male chest pressed against the

softness of her breasts. It felt so good, so right, and so very seductive that she burrowed closer

still, loving the strength of his arms around her as he found her mouth once more and kissed her

until she was breathless.



Nikos had convinced himself that he was in control and that he would only allow things to go so