possibly give a damn about him?
His vision began to return. Droplets from the waterfall must have fallen onto her face. The moisture couldn't be tears. Kathy simply didn't lose control enough to cry. Certainly, she wouldn't cry over the problems he and his people suffered.
Kathy quickly buried her head against Tearach's shoulder to hide the fact that she was weeping. His vulnerability drew upon a protectiveness she couldn't begin to explain. She began to softly kiss his neck and his body tensed. His skin began to heat. She gently pulled his earlobe between her lips, and then she kissed the tip of his pointed ear. From his shuddering response, Kathy knew she'd found a very sensitive part of his body and stored that information for future reference.
Tearach groaned, slid Kathy's legs from around his waist and pulled her into a tight embrace. His incisors lengthened, and he gently nipped a path of small bites across her shoulder. “Forgive ... forgive me. I-I can't help..."
Kathy felt him bite deep into her shoulder. Instead of feeling pain, an intense contraction began within her vagina. It seemed to circle and caress deep within her and move outward. Her hands clasped his hips, pulling him close as pleasure overtook her. She must have lost all sense of reality because the next thing she felt was his arms around her, and she heard his voice calling her. Another climax claimed her as he laid her upon some soft surface and embedded himself deeper within her body. If this was what it was like to be taken by a legend, there was good reason for those old stories to still exist. The universe reeled away from her.
Tearach placed Kathy upon a moss-covered bank and plunged into her sweet body. His hands grasped her small waist and held her steady. Pleasuring her was more amazing and fulfilling than he could have possibly dreamed. She responded with passion and an ardor all her own. No Goblin woman could have pleased him as much. She was a taste of the forbidden. Being an outsider, it made making love to her more exotic and exciting. And they were making love. No sexual liaison he'd shared had been so gratifying. So extreme.
Finally spent, he lay beside her on the moss. Sleep was almost upon him. Kathy was already in some far off place, dreaming peacefully. Her long, glistening hair covered her shoulders and chest. He took a fist of it in his hand and brought it to his lips. Then he stroked her lovely body with his hands and kissed it gently. After resting, he'd bathe with her in the warm water and hold her close. Something deep within him had changed. His anger was completely gone, and without it, he was filled with confusion.
He gazed at her once more and saw the marks his incisors had made. Two small drops of blood had trickled down from the puncture wounds on her left shoulder. He vowed he'd be much more careful with her in the future. She wasn't Goblin and hadn't the ability to withstand such insistent lovemaking. But, he'd felt her searing pleasure his loving had caused, and her response had motivated him to extremes. She enticed him, and there were thousands of delights for them to explore. This proud, defiant woman was in his blood. He was already obsessed with having her again.
Tearach turned on his side, pulled her toward him and cradled her against his chest. His hands automatically lifted and caressed her full breasts. She fit against his body perfectly. It was as if they'd been made for one another. Much needed sleep came, and for the first time in years, he slept without nightmares of the past.
Chapter Six
It was either very early or very late depending upon how one looked at it. Midnight had long since passed. Tearach rose on one elbow to stare down at Kathy's lovely face. The moonlight made her look like some forest goddess. She moaned and turned into his chest.
"Mmmm, warm,” she breathed against him and sensuously stretched out on the soft bank.
"Are you all right, Kathy?"
Kathy slowly opened her eyes and
His vision began to return. Droplets from the waterfall must have fallen onto her face. The moisture couldn't be tears. Kathy simply didn't lose control enough to cry. Certainly, she wouldn't cry over the problems he and his people suffered.
Kathy quickly buried her head against Tearach's shoulder to hide the fact that she was weeping. His vulnerability drew upon a protectiveness she couldn't begin to explain. She began to softly kiss his neck and his body tensed. His skin began to heat. She gently pulled his earlobe between her lips, and then she kissed the tip of his pointed ear. From his shuddering response, Kathy knew she'd found a very sensitive part of his body and stored that information for future reference.
Tearach groaned, slid Kathy's legs from around his waist and pulled her into a tight embrace. His incisors lengthened, and he gently nipped a path of small bites across her shoulder. “Forgive ... forgive me. I-I can't help..."
Kathy felt him bite deep into her shoulder. Instead of feeling pain, an intense contraction began within her vagina. It seemed to circle and caress deep within her and move outward. Her hands clasped his hips, pulling him close as pleasure overtook her. She must have lost all sense of reality because the next thing she felt was his arms around her, and she heard his voice calling her. Another climax claimed her as he laid her upon some soft surface and embedded himself deeper within her body. If this was what it was like to be taken by a legend, there was good reason for those old stories to still exist. The universe reeled away from her.
Tearach placed Kathy upon a moss-covered bank and plunged into her sweet body. His hands grasped her small waist and held her steady. Pleasuring her was more amazing and fulfilling than he could have possibly dreamed. She responded with passion and an ardor all her own. No Goblin woman could have pleased him as much. She was a taste of the forbidden. Being an outsider, it made making love to her more exotic and exciting. And they were making love. No sexual liaison he'd shared had been so gratifying. So extreme.
Finally spent, he lay beside her on the moss. Sleep was almost upon him. Kathy was already in some far off place, dreaming peacefully. Her long, glistening hair covered her shoulders and chest. He took a fist of it in his hand and brought it to his lips. Then he stroked her lovely body with his hands and kissed it gently. After resting, he'd bathe with her in the warm water and hold her close. Something deep within him had changed. His anger was completely gone, and without it, he was filled with confusion.
He gazed at her once more and saw the marks his incisors had made. Two small drops of blood had trickled down from the puncture wounds on her left shoulder. He vowed he'd be much more careful with her in the future. She wasn't Goblin and hadn't the ability to withstand such insistent lovemaking. But, he'd felt her searing pleasure his loving had caused, and her response had motivated him to extremes. She enticed him, and there were thousands of delights for them to explore. This proud, defiant woman was in his blood. He was already obsessed with having her again.
Tearach turned on his side, pulled her toward him and cradled her against his chest. His hands automatically lifted and caressed her full breasts. She fit against his body perfectly. It was as if they'd been made for one another. Much needed sleep came, and for the first time in years, he slept without nightmares of the past.
Chapter Six
It was either very early or very late depending upon how one looked at it. Midnight had long since passed. Tearach rose on one elbow to stare down at Kathy's lovely face. The moonlight made her look like some forest goddess. She moaned and turned into his chest.
"Mmmm, warm,” she breathed against him and sensuously stretched out on the soft bank.
"Are you all right, Kathy?"
Kathy slowly opened her eyes and
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