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length of Kean s cock into her in one hard stroke.
She squeezed tight, pinching his cock in place and began slowly gyrating her hips. Kean moaned and
leaned against her, one hand sliding under her belly to pull at her clit, stroking the enflamed button to a
sharp edge. Aideen relaxed her hold on Kean s shaft marginally, just enough for him to start a rapid
withdrawal before ramming his cock back into her. She coiled and uncoiled around him in sharp
flutters as he drove in and out of her, the hard slap of his balls beating against the entrance to her cunt.
Aideen began to shake, another orgasm building deep inside her as Danu whispered secrets in her ear,
told her of the time before time and the sacred center that was everywhere and nowhere. The first wave
of her climax hit and Aideen let out a single note sharp, pure before she fainted.
Chapter Fifteen
Aideen woke in Kean s arms. They were back in his rooms, their bodies wrapped in cream-colored
terrycloth robes. Someone had washed them, the scent of lily and their passions wiped clean. Kean was
watching her when she opened her eyes, his own gaze masked. She touched his mouth, trying to melt
the thin line of despair it formed.
 I know what she told you, Kean said, his voice laden with regret.
Aideen thought of the many things Danu had revealed to her. She sifted through the bits of information,
looking for the piece that was causing him pain. Her fingers fastened around something and she held it
up.
 You have to see beyond this, she said without acknowledging the source of his desolation.
 You can t go to him, he pressed.  It s too dangerous.
 It s the only way to get the Bloodstone from him.
Kean shook his head and raised his body over hers.  He ll use you and then kill you!
She considered the idea and threw it to the side.  No, she promised.  His greed and arrogance will
destroy him.
 And what about those around him? he asked.  All the Everetts and two-bit thugs?
 But the stone will be out of reach, she answered. She put her palms on his chest to soothe him but he
brushed them away.
 I don t give a bloody fuck about the stone, Aideen, Kean said.
Aideen pushed him away and stared up at the ceiling. The ceiling was no less ornate than the rest of the
room. Decorative wood molding formed a rectangle in the center. Inside the rectangle was an image
she knew well, two swans linked by a gold chain Oenghus, son of the Dagda, and Ibormeith, his
dream lover. She turned her head to Kean, caught his obdurate gaze, and returned to inspecting
Claubine s ceiling. The gold chain that linked her to Kean weighed as if it had been hammered from
lead.
 Stop being so conceited, she said at last.
 Conceit has nothing to do with it, he argued but she held up a hand.
 Stop thinking you can keep me safe and save the world at the same time. Kean started to protest but
she shoved her hand higher.  I played the little part you were happy to have me play, to hell if you
don t like the results. You wanted her guidance you ve got it!
 Fine but you re not going alone, Kean said. His body was stiff, transmitting his unwillingness to
entertain any objection she might have.
 Meyrick has a reason to keep me relatively unharmed& anyone else particularly someone who shot
him in the leg can t expect such courtesies.
 And yet I m going, he said as if the matter were settled.
Aideen rolled onto her side, her green gaze blazing.  Damn it, Kean, stop using my feelings for you to
control my actions!
 Your feelings for me? he asked, the bitterness in his laugh unconcealed.  Aideen, I m not letting the
woman I love surrender herself to Donald Meyrick and his criminally insane posse.
Tears welled in Aideen s eyes and Kean s hard features softened for an instant, but no longer than that.
 You re not leaving the estate, hell, not even this room, without me, he said.  Besides, you re not
getting a bit of help from me otherwise and you ve no idea where to start.
Aideen folded her arms over her chest, more in defeat than defiance. Kean wedged one hand under her
arm, his hand cupping her breast through the terrycloth. His words still stung with the dividing line
he d drawn between her feelings for him and what his heart held for her. Was it too late to tell him she
loved him?
 Stop pouting, he coaxed.  And tell me what else you know.
 You mean other than your being the most arrogant man I ve ever met?
 You sound as if that wasn t one of the things you like about me. Kean smiled, his wicked grin
whipped around Aideen and pulled her toward him. She shifted the smallest bit in his direction. Kean
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