through her body. He tossed a blanket over her. With the propriety of a surgeon’s hands, he slipped off the remainder of her garments. He’d view her nude soon enough, and she’d watch his fervent praise.
Centaurs possessed tremendous body heat, so he stripped his clothes. Switching to human form, he stretched out under the blankets with her. Instantly, her shivering ceased, and despite his attempt to keep their bodies apart, she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her skin was deliciously silken against his. Her soft curves complemented his hard muscles. The agony of her pressed against him like this was blissful torment. His breaths grew labored as he gripped her, clasping her face against his chest. His heavy erection had nowhere to hide, so he let it rest on her hip. Sweat beaded his forehead. He forced himself not to slide his cock between her thighs.
Never had he been in such agony, never had he craved a female more. Thereus didn’t desire only her body, he wanted Kalliste, all of her. He yearned to possess her very soul.
His horse roared and his bonding mark enflamed, searing his arm, the pain nigh intolerable. Thereus gritted his teeth against the coming waves of misery. If he didn’t act to ease himself soon, he’d become crazed.
It’d already been too long since he’d last bedded a woman… Her. It was too soon to take Kalliste. He refused to pressure or frighten her. Even if she were willing, he must win over her heart before he claimed her body.
Now he possessed the knowledge that she was a nymph, it changed everything.
Nymphs. Hmm. She was incapable of denying him. How in the bloody hell had she managed it during their short marriage? Clearly, his wife had formulated a grand scheme. Kalliste had readily agreed to consummate their marriage, but she’d not fancied a second taste.
He stroked her hair away from her face and peered at her as she nuzzled against him in peaceful slumber.
Had her affections since changed? He prayed each of the times she’d melted in his arms had been because she’d hungered for him. Not because this nymph been unable to deny him.
The notion of her rejection caused him to flinch. She was the only woman who’d ever refused his advances. Here she was, the sole woman he couldn’t resist.
She wasn’t going to be like the other women he’d claimed. He didn’t crave her just once. No. A grin tugged at his lips. He’d keep her in his bed for a week, at least. His shaft throbbed anew. Thoughts like those would make this one hell of a long night.
She shifted, her hip inadvertently rubbing against his length. He had to take care of it. She wasn’t ready to awaken to that . Not yet.
Thereus maneuvered Kalliste around in his arms and clasped his cock in his hand, intending to give it a quick release.
Chapter 12
The most delicious warmth surrounded her and the heavy scent of male tantalized her nose. Melita lifted her lashes. Firm pectoral muscles came into focus as she blinked. Her perusal slid over a mountainous terrain of smooth brawny flesh, dips and peaks her tongue yearned to explore. Downward, she feasted with greed, until rugged masculine fingers obscured her destination.
Instantly, her sleepy eyes were on alert, widening to drink in more of the erotic scene before her. She suppressed a gasp and managed to remain still.
Thereus rested beside her, turned toward her but on his back. His long, muscular body stretched out in the bed. His long, muscular, nude body.
In his large, powerful hand was another large, powerful part of his body. Magnificent, oh yes, indeed he was. His skilled fingers grasped his rigid shaft and pumped up and down in deliciously sensuous strokes.
Her focus shot to his face. His lips were pressed tight, his eyes closed and brows drawn together.
Her body swelled in response to the temptation of Thereus, warmth and moisture welling between her thighs. Thighs as bare as Thereus’s. Her heart gave a rapid series of thumps. Lusty centaur,
Centaurs possessed tremendous body heat, so he stripped his clothes. Switching to human form, he stretched out under the blankets with her. Instantly, her shivering ceased, and despite his attempt to keep their bodies apart, she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her skin was deliciously silken against his. Her soft curves complemented his hard muscles. The agony of her pressed against him like this was blissful torment. His breaths grew labored as he gripped her, clasping her face against his chest. His heavy erection had nowhere to hide, so he let it rest on her hip. Sweat beaded his forehead. He forced himself not to slide his cock between her thighs.
Never had he been in such agony, never had he craved a female more. Thereus didn’t desire only her body, he wanted Kalliste, all of her. He yearned to possess her very soul.
His horse roared and his bonding mark enflamed, searing his arm, the pain nigh intolerable. Thereus gritted his teeth against the coming waves of misery. If he didn’t act to ease himself soon, he’d become crazed.
It’d already been too long since he’d last bedded a woman… Her. It was too soon to take Kalliste. He refused to pressure or frighten her. Even if she were willing, he must win over her heart before he claimed her body.
Now he possessed the knowledge that she was a nymph, it changed everything.
Nymphs. Hmm. She was incapable of denying him. How in the bloody hell had she managed it during their short marriage? Clearly, his wife had formulated a grand scheme. Kalliste had readily agreed to consummate their marriage, but she’d not fancied a second taste.
He stroked her hair away from her face and peered at her as she nuzzled against him in peaceful slumber.
Had her affections since changed? He prayed each of the times she’d melted in his arms had been because she’d hungered for him. Not because this nymph been unable to deny him.
The notion of her rejection caused him to flinch. She was the only woman who’d ever refused his advances. Here she was, the sole woman he couldn’t resist.
She wasn’t going to be like the other women he’d claimed. He didn’t crave her just once. No. A grin tugged at his lips. He’d keep her in his bed for a week, at least. His shaft throbbed anew. Thoughts like those would make this one hell of a long night.
She shifted, her hip inadvertently rubbing against his length. He had to take care of it. She wasn’t ready to awaken to that . Not yet.
Thereus maneuvered Kalliste around in his arms and clasped his cock in his hand, intending to give it a quick release.
Chapter 12
The most delicious warmth surrounded her and the heavy scent of male tantalized her nose. Melita lifted her lashes. Firm pectoral muscles came into focus as she blinked. Her perusal slid over a mountainous terrain of smooth brawny flesh, dips and peaks her tongue yearned to explore. Downward, she feasted with greed, until rugged masculine fingers obscured her destination.
Instantly, her sleepy eyes were on alert, widening to drink in more of the erotic scene before her. She suppressed a gasp and managed to remain still.
Thereus rested beside her, turned toward her but on his back. His long, muscular body stretched out in the bed. His long, muscular, nude body.
In his large, powerful hand was another large, powerful part of his body. Magnificent, oh yes, indeed he was. His skilled fingers grasped his rigid shaft and pumped up and down in deliciously sensuous strokes.
Her focus shot to his face. His lips were pressed tight, his eyes closed and brows drawn together.
Her body swelled in response to the temptation of Thereus, warmth and moisture welling between her thighs. Thighs as bare as Thereus’s. Her heart gave a rapid series of thumps. Lusty centaur,
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