nFolks in town call him a monster-say he's dangerous. But I know him simply as Elijah Hays, the quiet, gentle giant who works with the horses on my ranch. I can feel him watching me, that steady intense gaze making me crave things I don't quite understand, burn in a way that frightens me.

He's always kept his distance...until that night.n nI remember him coming to my rescue, me following him into the barn, giving him his first taste of a woman, and his inexperienced yet barely controlled touch turning me to ash.n nNow all I can think about is exposing the dark desire I see deep inside him-having him turn those dark desires on me. That low, gritty voice rasping orders in my ear. Those huge, rough hands holding me down when a storm blows in.n nI want his surrender.

His control. I want to break him...and have him break me...n