[Atlantean's Quest 03] Redemption by Jordan Summers Page B

could see through. She slipped off her skirt then sat before she collapsed. Her legs had been trembling ever since Coridan had battled the professor’s men.
    Fear had gripped Ariel with its razor sharp talons, ripping at pieces of her soul with each crack of gunfire. It was a miracle they had survived. She’d been so frightened for Coridan’s welfare that it hadn’t occurred to her that she could have been killed. At the time of the altercation, she would have gladly given her life to save his. Luckily, it hadn’t come down to that in the end.
    She was still amazed at the power Coridan had wielded. He fought like ten warriors, firing energy bursts at several different opponents all the while clocking what happened to her. After the battle had ended, he still managed to heal himself.
    Ariel shook her head. She’d truly misjudged his power. He had kept much hidden from the tribe, from her. The thought excited and scared her. Was her power up to the challenge of Coridan’s or had she just encountered a warrior far beyond her psychic abilities as a seer?
    Ariel wasn’t sure. Many questions remained unanswered. However, before anything could be decided, she needed to make one thing perfectly clear. She was not any man’s mate. As soon as Coridan returned, she’d let him know.
    Ariel closed her eyes and lay back onto the soft grass. The green blades tickled her shoulders, stroking her back, cupping her firm ass like loving hands. Her mind easily slipped back into the night before as she remembered Coridan’s caresses. How he’d pleasured her body, filling her with his rigid cock. She groaned, her hand moving of its own volition to her nipples.
    Ariel stroked herself, feeling the familiar warmth rise in her body. She needed to release some of the tension caused by the day’s events. She pictured Coridan’s muscular form, imagined his weight pressing down upon her.
    Their semi-joining had given her some relief from the symptoms of Atlantean heat, but she was wise enough to know the feeling was only temporary. Soon the heat would return with a vengeance. She had to reach release before Coridan returned. Without her firm grip on her control, Ariel knew she’d be unable to resist his advances. Ariel didn’t want to consider what would happen if he sank his cock into her scalding pussy.
    Ariel’s clit twitched and her channel flooded at the thought of Coridan’s cock filling her woman’s center, planting his seed deep within her belly until she grew ripe with his child. Her eyes flew open as the last thought flitted through her mind. She waited for a negative reaction, but it never came. Her heart fluttered, but in a good way. She was shocked to find that the thought of having Coridan’s babe didn’t disturb her in the least.
    That fact scared her senseless. She should be disturbed. She should be fighting their attraction with every fiber of her being, but she wasn’t. Instead, Ariel clamored for his touch, longed for him to stroke the fire burning within her, wanted him to claim her. Her breath caught as her nipples engorged. She pulled at the tender flesh, pinching the peaks between her thumb and forefinger.
    Ariel moaned as wetness trickled between her legs, giving the humid air a musky odor. She bit her lip as she released one nipple and then stroked her hand over her abdomen until she reached the area causing her so much discomfort. Her fingers splayed over her mons, caressing her lower lips until they took on a healthy pout beneath her questing fingertips.
    Ariel’s hips moved with the swipe of her hands. She spread her petals, seeking the tiny nub hidden beneath. The first scrape of her nails had her seeing rainbows. She bit back a cry as she circled the sensitive flesh, gently squeezing it between her fingertips, her body shook, balancing on the precipice of release.

    Chapter Eight
    Coridan scented Ariel’s musk the second he neared the hidden clearing, the same glorious aroma that had drawn him to her in