ILLUSIONS OF DESTINY 

A sudden chill surrounded her when Regan moved away, his head bowed and his shoulders slumped. He disappeared into the shadows of the room. “I’m sorry, Ianna,” he said. “I have to go.”

       “Already?” She struggled to catch her breath. Her body still throbbed and her desire still needed release. How could he do that to her? Build her up and up until she would allow him any access to her body that he wanted – and then drop her like a stone. She wiped her brow, her hand trembling.

       He stepped back into the light of the fire. “There is business I need to attend to.”

       “Oh.”

       “I've disappointed you.”

       Ianna shrugged. “I just thought we’d …” Her eyes darted to the bed. “I’ll survive.”

       When she looked at Regan, he shook his head, regretfully. “I still need to learn …” His words cut short. “I don’t know …” Once again, he couldn’t finish the sentence.

       Realization washed over her as she stared at him. He was new to this. Her eyebrows shot up in disbelief. How could the most gorgeous man alive be inexperienced – and if that was the case, how had he managed to turn her into a powerhouse of avid energy without touching her?

       “Have you ever made love to a woman?” she asked, the words sounding harsher than she intended.

       A small frown flickered across his brow. “Made love?” He shook his head, bewildered. “I haven’t heard that saying before. As a male, it is my job to pleasure a female.”

       Oh, yes, pleasure me! She drew in a breath but didn’t voice her agreement. She needed to remember that even though he looked human he was also part sidhe and she didn’t know the sidhe customs for this sort of thing. It could be normal for their males to know nothing about sex until later in life.

       Regan stood close to her again, his power filtering through the damp bath sheet. “I really must go,” he said quietly. “Next time, you will teach me.”

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