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    “Yes,” she whispered, “I think I shall.”
    She began to move beneath him, her movements untutored, and Kurt moved with her. He reached one hand down and firmly moved her hips in a smoother motion, 65
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    showing her how to match him. When she caught the rhythm he pulled his head back from her neck with a gasp. Leah moaned at the exquisite feeling.
    “There, yes,” Kurt panted, his thrusts gaining in intensity and speed.
    “Kurt,” she said, over and over, like a prayer. He felt the same. It was perfect, everything about it. He’d never felt a fuck so right except for Valentine. Being in Leah was as good as being in Valentine—tight, hot, intense. Suddenly Leah’s movements became more frantic, and Kurt knew she was close.
    “Oh God,” she cried, “it’s going to happen again! Fuck me, Kurt, harder,” she demanded, and he complied. He felt her muscles clamp down on him and begin to pulse almost before she began crying out as she climaxed. He held himself deeply inside her, pressing hard against her, trying to make her pleasure last, and then to his surprise without any further thrusts his climax came. His back arched with the force of it and he felt his seed shooting out endlessly, his body racked by shudders of ecstasy.
    Leah clutched him to her with arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, and then he felt her come again, not as hard but deeper, and she moaned.
    “My God,” he heard Valentine whisper. “That was beautiful.”
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Chapter Nine
    Kurt collapsed atop Leah after his climax. His face was buried in the crook of her neck, his arms still wrapped possessively around her. Valentine felt tears on his cheeks and quickly wiped them away. He’d seen Kurt come many times before in many ways, most often with or inside Valentine himself, but this time was different. Before Kurt had always seemed almost melancholy afterward, his mood slightly dark. Valentine didn’t doubt Kurt’s love for him, but he’d known something was missing. This time Kurt had looked euphoric, sated, happy.
    Thank God his plan had worked. When Kurt first mentioned the notion of taking a wife, Valentine had been surprised to say the least. But the idea had taken root in his mind and his heart. A wife who would bring children and softness and the kind of nurturing only a woman possessed. He needed that. He didn’t have nightmares from the war, having Kurt had saved him from the war grief and madness that afflicted so many of his brothers in arms. But he lived with the memories every day and so did Kurt. They needed someone to help them start anew, a beginning that didn’t come with death and violence.
    Valentine knew from the start that Kurt believed he was doing it for Valentine, that he, Kurt, didn’t need or want a wife. But Valentine knew Kurt better than he knew himself, and Kurt did need the laughter and light of a wife and children. Just a few hours with Leah, and Valentine could see the difference in him. Valentine had pretended to reluctantly go along with Kurt’s plan, all the while hoping they could find a woman Kurt could love.
    Then, in London, Valentine had confided in Stephen Matthews. Stephen had agreed with Valentine that Kurt’s dark moods were getting worse. He also agreed a wife was a wonderful idea. And it just so happened, Stephen had offered with a wink, that he 67
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    knew the perfect woman. Valentine thought Stephen had been joking or at least exaggerating, but after meeting Leah he realized Stephen had been completely serious.
    She was the perfect woman for them.
    He owed Stephen a great deal, he thought with a smile, as he gazed with wonder at Leah’s perfect profile, her strong chin and aristocratic nose. Her sensual mouth and those eyes, those pale blue eyes, bright with wonder and self-knowledge; she turned her head and those eyes were looking at him.
    “Kiss me, Leah,” he whispered. She leaned toward him and he raised himself on his knees