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the softness of her skin, the sheen and silk of her hair, the smoldering sexiness in the depths of her
coal-black eyes, even her long eyelashes, inky and dark, and the triangle of dark curls that guarded heat
and fire. She was so beautiful to him, such a miracle of light and goodness, that for a moment tears
shimmered in his eyes before he could blink them away.
Julian rested his head on her thighs, inhaling her scent, while the wind whispered its secrets and teased
their bodies. She was a creature of the night, as wild and hungry as he. She was his other half, and yet a
part of him could not comprehend that she wouldn't vanish to leave him to be consumed once more by
utter isolation, by total hopelessness.
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His mouth found the warmth of one silken thigh, leaving a long trail of kisses, every one of them in thanks
for what he had been granted. He was still awed by her whispered promise to him as he lay gravely
wounded, her voice soft and husky, pure and compelling. There could never be untruth in her, not with
her voice. She had meant that promise to him, meant it with all of her being. Had he slipped away to the
afterlife, she would have followed him.Always together. You are not alone. I will follow you . Her
commitment to him went beyond anything he could have hoped for. His hands tightened possessively on
her small bottom, drawing her closer to him. Her heat beckoned, her wild scent calling to him to assuage
her need. Julian wanted only pleasure for her, for everything to be perfect for her the night itself, the
touch of his mouth, his hands, his body inside hers, locking them together as they were meant to be from
the beginning of time.
Desari cried out at the first touch of his lips. Her body seemed not her own but his to caress and touch.
To kiss and explore. He was finding places so secret she hadn't known they existed, places of such
pleasure that she could only stand helplessly while he swamped her body in waves of earth-shattering
ecstasy. She had to curl her fingers in his thick mane of golden hair to keep herself anchored to earth.
She was soaring out and away, high above ground while her body rippled with pleasure.
She was gasping for air when his mouth covered hers and he began pressing her down onto the soft
ground. His body was hard and aggressive, his hands parting her thighs and wrapping her legs around his
waist. His teeth grazed her neck, then traced a path down her throat to find the soft swell of her breast.
Desari pressed closer, wanting to take him inside her, keep him a part of her for all time. Her hunger was
raw and aching, a need so intense, she dragged his head up so that her mouth could find his skin. She felt
his body shudder, the hot velvet tip of him sliding into her. She thrust with her hips, intent on forcing his
complete entrance, but he refused to move, his palm catching the back of her head to hold her face
pressed against his chest.
Julian wanted it all, her complete union with him, heart and soul and body. Her mouth moved over his
heated skin, sending flames licking over him so that he clenched his teeth and pressed her even closer in
anticipation. Her teeth scraped over his chest, back and forth, until he thought he might go mad with
need. His hips moved impatiently, but he held back, waiting, prolonging the moment. She bit him, a tiny
bite followed by the soothing swirl of her tongue.Desari ! Her name was wrenched from him, a plea.
He felt her tremble in response to his aching need, felt the moment in her mind. Even as he thrust himself
deep within her, her teeth sank deep into his chest. White lightning flashed through them. Electricity arced
back and forth, sizzling and melting until they were welded together, one being. He heard his voice shout
hoarsely, the pleasure so intense he was unable to stay silent. His hands tightened, one in her hair, the
other cupping her bottom. The deeper he drove, the wilder her body's response, the friction of fiery heat
gripping and releasing him excruciatingly erotic.
Her mouth was moving in a frenzy of hunger and craving, the rich essence of his life's blood heightening
her pleasure. Her body was moving restlessly, wildly, without inhibition, wanting him as deep inside her
as possible. He was touching her in places that shattered her earlier, lesser ideas of eroticism. She closed
the pinpricks her teeth had made with a stroke of her tongue. At once he caught her wrists and stretched
her arms out away from her, pinning her beneath him while he bent his head to her full, creamy breasts.
She cried out when his mouth closed over her taut nipple, already aching and sensitive with need. Julian
responded by burying himself deeper, riding her harder, keeping them both on the edge of fulfillment.
"Julian, please," Desari found herself whispering, her body coiling tighter and tighter.
His mouth moved to her throat, his teeth nipping her skin, his tongue following. He laid a path of kisses [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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the softness of her skin, the sheen and silk of her hair, the smoldering sexiness in the depths of her
coal-black eyes, even her long eyelashes, inky and dark, and the triangle of dark curls that guarded heat
and fire. She was so beautiful to him, such a miracle of light and goodness, that for a moment tears
shimmered in his eyes before he could blink them away.
Julian rested his head on her thighs, inhaling her scent, while the wind whispered its secrets and teased
their bodies. She was a creature of the night, as wild and hungry as he. She was his other half, and yet a
part of him could not comprehend that she wouldn't vanish to leave him to be consumed once more by
utter isolation, by total hopelessness.
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His mouth found the warmth of one silken thigh, leaving a long trail of kisses, every one of them in thanks
for what he had been granted. He was still awed by her whispered promise to him as he lay gravely
wounded, her voice soft and husky, pure and compelling. There could never be untruth in her, not with
her voice. She had meant that promise to him, meant it with all of her being. Had he slipped away to the
afterlife, she would have followed him.Always together. You are not alone. I will follow you . Her
commitment to him went beyond anything he could have hoped for. His hands tightened possessively on
her small bottom, drawing her closer to him. Her heat beckoned, her wild scent calling to him to assuage
her need. Julian wanted only pleasure for her, for everything to be perfect for her the night itself, the
touch of his mouth, his hands, his body inside hers, locking them together as they were meant to be from
the beginning of time.
Desari cried out at the first touch of his lips. Her body seemed not her own but his to caress and touch.
To kiss and explore. He was finding places so secret she hadn't known they existed, places of such
pleasure that she could only stand helplessly while he swamped her body in waves of earth-shattering
ecstasy. She had to curl her fingers in his thick mane of golden hair to keep herself anchored to earth.
She was soaring out and away, high above ground while her body rippled with pleasure.
She was gasping for air when his mouth covered hers and he began pressing her down onto the soft
ground. His body was hard and aggressive, his hands parting her thighs and wrapping her legs around his
waist. His teeth grazed her neck, then traced a path down her throat to find the soft swell of her breast.
Desari pressed closer, wanting to take him inside her, keep him a part of her for all time. Her hunger was
raw and aching, a need so intense, she dragged his head up so that her mouth could find his skin. She felt
his body shudder, the hot velvet tip of him sliding into her. She thrust with her hips, intent on forcing his
complete entrance, but he refused to move, his palm catching the back of her head to hold her face
pressed against his chest.
Julian wanted it all, her complete union with him, heart and soul and body. Her mouth moved over his
heated skin, sending flames licking over him so that he clenched his teeth and pressed her even closer in
anticipation. Her teeth scraped over his chest, back and forth, until he thought he might go mad with
need. His hips moved impatiently, but he held back, waiting, prolonging the moment. She bit him, a tiny
bite followed by the soothing swirl of her tongue.Desari ! Her name was wrenched from him, a plea.
He felt her tremble in response to his aching need, felt the moment in her mind. Even as he thrust himself
deep within her, her teeth sank deep into his chest. White lightning flashed through them. Electricity arced
back and forth, sizzling and melting until they were welded together, one being. He heard his voice shout
hoarsely, the pleasure so intense he was unable to stay silent. His hands tightened, one in her hair, the
other cupping her bottom. The deeper he drove, the wilder her body's response, the friction of fiery heat
gripping and releasing him excruciatingly erotic.
Her mouth was moving in a frenzy of hunger and craving, the rich essence of his life's blood heightening
her pleasure. Her body was moving restlessly, wildly, without inhibition, wanting him as deep inside her
as possible. He was touching her in places that shattered her earlier, lesser ideas of eroticism. She closed
the pinpricks her teeth had made with a stroke of her tongue. At once he caught her wrists and stretched
her arms out away from her, pinning her beneath him while he bent his head to her full, creamy breasts.
She cried out when his mouth closed over her taut nipple, already aching and sensitive with need. Julian
responded by burying himself deeper, riding her harder, keeping them both on the edge of fulfillment.
"Julian, please," Desari found herself whispering, her body coiling tighter and tighter.
His mouth moved to her throat, his teeth nipping her skin, his tongue following. He laid a path of kisses [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]