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At dusk, I stood toiling over the cauldron, waiting for the warriors to return. I saw nothing, heard nothing, when someone gripped my hair and jerked my head back. The pain made me still, but Maddox’s scent made me relax. He nuzzled the line of my throat and I gave in to his touch. That’s it, Sabine. I heard his thoughts. Submit to me. My heart pounded harder. Give in, little witch. His hand somehow found its way beneath my dress, found the slippery folds that screamed for his touch. I whimpered and tried to writhe away, but my lips parted, on the verge of begging for more. Yes. Fight it, He pulled me to the bed and laid me down. Fight your pleasure. It will be greater when it comes. It will consume you. “No,” I breathed aloud. “No, no.” But I pulled him to me, and spread my legs wid