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her.
Oh, Sweet Goddess. Are you really going to do this?
Yes.
He connected the vibrations, one that went straight through her body to meet his pulsing tongue. It was like a shock wave that invaded her well, tightening her body.
Pleasure erupted and she screamed as she came.
He moved faster, driving his tongue into her harder still, the vibrations reaching a crescendo that kept her own pleasure coming and coming, rising, falling a little, only to rise again so that her screams echoed around the room repeatedly.
Finally, as he stopped the vibrations, she began to ease back and what followed was a sweet lethargy that made her hips fall against the side of the tub and her arms dangle over the edge. Her breasts were now smashed against the ledge but she didn’t care.
Quinlan rubbed a hand up and down her back and chuckled softly, a smug sound that she damn well thought he deserved to make.
“That was amazing. Let’s do it again about a thousand times.”
Once more, his laughter flowed over her body.
He leaned his hips against her, his cock a hard missile.
“Do you want to come like this?” she asked. Right now, she thought she’d do anything for him. He could tell her he intended to tie her into a knot and she’d say it was a great idea.
“No,” he responded instead.
He got out of the tub and dried off then took his time peeling her away from the side of the tub. She was still in a state of post-coital heaven and didn’t care what he did. “You can drop me off the flat end of the earth now if you want. I’m ready to go.”
He laughed once more. He made her stand on her feet, but only to dry her off, then carried her into his bedroom and laid her out on a thick layer of soft furs, another piece of heaven.
She watched as he lit a fire, one piled high and layered with wads of newspaper, a lot of kindling, and several small logs. It lit up quickly and burned hot, something the room could use, made of stone as it was.
When he was certain the screen contained the blaze and the damper worked properly, he came back to bed. He lifted her once more, shunting the furs aside until she rested on silk. He took the clip from on top of her head and pulled her hair around her shoulders.
“You’re so beautiful. I think that’s part of the problem, and why I want you so much. No woman should be so pretty.”
He kissed her then, like he had done before, as though he meant something by it. She wasn’t sure what, almost as though he wanted to take as much as he could because their time together had an end-point.
For the same reason, then, she responded in kind, taking her time with him, caressing his face between kisses, savoring the shape of his lips, even kissing the sexy crooked line of his nose, his strong cheekbones, and eyelids that often lay at half-mast because pleasure had taken him over. She slid her hands into his thick, long hair.
His dark eyes glittered as he looked down at her. The fire blazed beyond the bed, lighting up the room in fiery glow. He’d ignited her kindling for weeks and now she blazed for him, needing him in every way, taking pleasure in stroking his arms, the swell of his back, his narrow waist, his tight buttocks.
Slowly, he made his way inside her, pushing his cock inch by inch, sliding easily into her wetness, the state he’d put her in, driving her close once more to the pinnacle.
She looked into his eyes and fell into all that he was, his strength, his command, his power, his dark sensuality, all that was lethal and fierce about him. Her body weakened for him, submitting and surrounding him, holding him fast inside her, savoring.
“Oh, Quinlan.”
That half-smile emerged and her heart drew into a tight knot of something she really didn’t want to think about.
Damn him.
* * * * * * * * *
Quinlan’s arms quivered as he pushed inside Batya. He had her on her back, the place he’d been wanting her for weeks now. He just never thought it would be because of a shifter-wraith,
Oh, Sweet Goddess. Are you really going to do this?
Yes.
He connected the vibrations, one that went straight through her body to meet his pulsing tongue. It was like a shock wave that invaded her well, tightening her body.
Pleasure erupted and she screamed as she came.
He moved faster, driving his tongue into her harder still, the vibrations reaching a crescendo that kept her own pleasure coming and coming, rising, falling a little, only to rise again so that her screams echoed around the room repeatedly.
Finally, as he stopped the vibrations, she began to ease back and what followed was a sweet lethargy that made her hips fall against the side of the tub and her arms dangle over the edge. Her breasts were now smashed against the ledge but she didn’t care.
Quinlan rubbed a hand up and down her back and chuckled softly, a smug sound that she damn well thought he deserved to make.
“That was amazing. Let’s do it again about a thousand times.”
Once more, his laughter flowed over her body.
He leaned his hips against her, his cock a hard missile.
“Do you want to come like this?” she asked. Right now, she thought she’d do anything for him. He could tell her he intended to tie her into a knot and she’d say it was a great idea.
“No,” he responded instead.
He got out of the tub and dried off then took his time peeling her away from the side of the tub. She was still in a state of post-coital heaven and didn’t care what he did. “You can drop me off the flat end of the earth now if you want. I’m ready to go.”
He laughed once more. He made her stand on her feet, but only to dry her off, then carried her into his bedroom and laid her out on a thick layer of soft furs, another piece of heaven.
She watched as he lit a fire, one piled high and layered with wads of newspaper, a lot of kindling, and several small logs. It lit up quickly and burned hot, something the room could use, made of stone as it was.
When he was certain the screen contained the blaze and the damper worked properly, he came back to bed. He lifted her once more, shunting the furs aside until she rested on silk. He took the clip from on top of her head and pulled her hair around her shoulders.
“You’re so beautiful. I think that’s part of the problem, and why I want you so much. No woman should be so pretty.”
He kissed her then, like he had done before, as though he meant something by it. She wasn’t sure what, almost as though he wanted to take as much as he could because their time together had an end-point.
For the same reason, then, she responded in kind, taking her time with him, caressing his face between kisses, savoring the shape of his lips, even kissing the sexy crooked line of his nose, his strong cheekbones, and eyelids that often lay at half-mast because pleasure had taken him over. She slid her hands into his thick, long hair.
His dark eyes glittered as he looked down at her. The fire blazed beyond the bed, lighting up the room in fiery glow. He’d ignited her kindling for weeks and now she blazed for him, needing him in every way, taking pleasure in stroking his arms, the swell of his back, his narrow waist, his tight buttocks.
Slowly, he made his way inside her, pushing his cock inch by inch, sliding easily into her wetness, the state he’d put her in, driving her close once more to the pinnacle.
She looked into his eyes and fell into all that he was, his strength, his command, his power, his dark sensuality, all that was lethal and fierce about him. Her body weakened for him, submitting and surrounding him, holding him fast inside her, savoring.
“Oh, Quinlan.”
That half-smile emerged and her heart drew into a tight knot of something she really didn’t want to think about.
Damn him.
* * * * * * * * *
Quinlan’s arms quivered as he pushed inside Batya. He had her on her back, the place he’d been wanting her for weeks now. He just never thought it would be because of a shifter-wraith,
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