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Slowly tugging on her belt, he freed it from the loops. "I
have another proposition. I'll trade answers for your
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obedience. You follow my directives, without question, and I'll
tell you anything you want to know."
Her eyes narrowed and her lips pressed into a grim line.
Trust would not come easily to Cayenne, but he could be
patient. And stubborn. She must learn that he would never
hurt her, that from this day on he would put her safety before
his, her pleasure before his, her happiness before his. It was
the way of bonded mates.
"All right."
He smiled. She sounded as if each word had pained her.
"Open your robe."
She parted the material, allowing it to frame her naked
body. Moonlight gilded her skin, hiding the true color of her
nipples and the crimson highlights in her hair. Her crossed
legs protected her feminine secrets, but he wouldn't push her,
yet.
"How did you get here? Have you ever visited this
dimension before?"
"There's an energy barrier we call the Veil separating our
dimension from countless others." As he spoke, he placed her
hands on the padded arms of the chair. "The Sacred Order of
the Veil is so named because its members are born with the
innate ability to perceive what transpires beyond the Veil." He
paused, raising his gaze to her face. "I've never been to Earth
before. Uncross your legs."
She complied, but kept her legs pressed together from
ankle to thigh. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
She was stubborn, this mate of his.
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"Then someone from this Order brought you here? You
can't come through the Veil alone?"
"Only Veil Keepers can manipulate the Veil. They're the
most powerful of all the Keepers. Well, Time Keepers are very
powerful as well, but they work in sets of three: a Past
Keeper, Present Keeper, and Future Keeper. This assures the
balance of each set. Now relax and don't move your hands."
He stroked her kneecaps with his fingertips, watching her
expression closely. Her eyes widened, then she hid the
reaction. Dipping his thumbs inward, he eased her legs apart
and caressed the soft skin of her inner thighs. He moved
higher, closer to her feminine curls.
"No more questions?" he teased, a gentle reminder that
she still had much to learn.
"How many Keepers are there on Earth?"
"Put your feet up here on the seat of my chair." After a
moment's hesitation, she put one foot on either side of his
hips. Her thighs opened exposing her folds, then her folds
parted presenting her cunt. His cock bucked against his pants
and he had to shake the chill off his fingers before he touched
her. "I don't honestly know. We can ask Jax tomorrow. I have
to touch you. Now!"
He combed through her pubic curls, groaning at the
moisture gathered there. Heat radiated off her flesh,
intensifying the closer he got to her entrance. She was so
still, so quiet. He looked at her face. Her head rested against
the back of the chair and her eyes were closed. She'd caught
her bottom lip between her teeth, her hands clutching the
arms of the chair.
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Before the night was over he would hear her cries echo in
the balmy night.
Rubbing two fingers up and down between her folds, he
watched her essence gather on his skin. Her scent rose all
around him, stimulating, elemental. He wanted to devour her,
to bury his face between her legs and fill his mouth with her
taste.
He pushed his fingers slowly into her wet pussy and felt
her muscles ripple.
"Will I want you this badly tomorrow?"
The plaintive cry in her question tore through him. He
wanted to comfort her. Yet the possessive instinct to stake his
claim, to ensure he was the only man she would ever want,
drove rational thought from his mind.
"I don't know," he said, a subtle menace in his tone. "How
badly do you want me now?"
Malik slowly withdrew his fingers only to shove them
harder, deeper. Cayenne cried out, trembling.
With his fingers deep inside her cunt, he leaned forward
and closed his lips around her swollen clit. She arched
violently, nearly toppling her chair. He caught her hip with his
free hand, while he carefully suckled, licked, and circled the
sensitive little nub.
Her pussy clutched his fingers, the temperature escalating
in a sudden burst of heat. Forcing Frost iede into his hand, he
counteracted the burn. He had to train her fast or she could
do some serious damage.
He tried to pull his fingers out, but her inner muscles
contracted so tightly he couldn't move. Startled, he raised his
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head and watched her skin sparkle, creating a scarlet aura in
the moonlight. She shook and moaned, her passage
rhythmically squeezing his fingers. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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Slowly tugging on her belt, he freed it from the loops. "I
have another proposition. I'll trade answers for your
65
Mystic Keepers (Collection)
by Aubrey Ross
obedience. You follow my directives, without question, and I'll
tell you anything you want to know."
Her eyes narrowed and her lips pressed into a grim line.
Trust would not come easily to Cayenne, but he could be
patient. And stubborn. She must learn that he would never
hurt her, that from this day on he would put her safety before
his, her pleasure before his, her happiness before his. It was
the way of bonded mates.
"All right."
He smiled. She sounded as if each word had pained her.
"Open your robe."
She parted the material, allowing it to frame her naked
body. Moonlight gilded her skin, hiding the true color of her
nipples and the crimson highlights in her hair. Her crossed
legs protected her feminine secrets, but he wouldn't push her,
yet.
"How did you get here? Have you ever visited this
dimension before?"
"There's an energy barrier we call the Veil separating our
dimension from countless others." As he spoke, he placed her
hands on the padded arms of the chair. "The Sacred Order of
the Veil is so named because its members are born with the
innate ability to perceive what transpires beyond the Veil." He
paused, raising his gaze to her face. "I've never been to Earth
before. Uncross your legs."
She complied, but kept her legs pressed together from
ankle to thigh. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
She was stubborn, this mate of his.
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Mystic Keepers (Collection)
by Aubrey Ross
"Then someone from this Order brought you here? You
can't come through the Veil alone?"
"Only Veil Keepers can manipulate the Veil. They're the
most powerful of all the Keepers. Well, Time Keepers are very
powerful as well, but they work in sets of three: a Past
Keeper, Present Keeper, and Future Keeper. This assures the
balance of each set. Now relax and don't move your hands."
He stroked her kneecaps with his fingertips, watching her
expression closely. Her eyes widened, then she hid the
reaction. Dipping his thumbs inward, he eased her legs apart
and caressed the soft skin of her inner thighs. He moved
higher, closer to her feminine curls.
"No more questions?" he teased, a gentle reminder that
she still had much to learn.
"How many Keepers are there on Earth?"
"Put your feet up here on the seat of my chair." After a
moment's hesitation, she put one foot on either side of his
hips. Her thighs opened exposing her folds, then her folds
parted presenting her cunt. His cock bucked against his pants
and he had to shake the chill off his fingers before he touched
her. "I don't honestly know. We can ask Jax tomorrow. I have
to touch you. Now!"
He combed through her pubic curls, groaning at the
moisture gathered there. Heat radiated off her flesh,
intensifying the closer he got to her entrance. She was so
still, so quiet. He looked at her face. Her head rested against
the back of the chair and her eyes were closed. She'd caught
her bottom lip between her teeth, her hands clutching the
arms of the chair.
67
Mystic Keepers (Collection)
by Aubrey Ross
Before the night was over he would hear her cries echo in
the balmy night.
Rubbing two fingers up and down between her folds, he
watched her essence gather on his skin. Her scent rose all
around him, stimulating, elemental. He wanted to devour her,
to bury his face between her legs and fill his mouth with her
taste.
He pushed his fingers slowly into her wet pussy and felt
her muscles ripple.
"Will I want you this badly tomorrow?"
The plaintive cry in her question tore through him. He
wanted to comfort her. Yet the possessive instinct to stake his
claim, to ensure he was the only man she would ever want,
drove rational thought from his mind.
"I don't know," he said, a subtle menace in his tone. "How
badly do you want me now?"
Malik slowly withdrew his fingers only to shove them
harder, deeper. Cayenne cried out, trembling.
With his fingers deep inside her cunt, he leaned forward
and closed his lips around her swollen clit. She arched
violently, nearly toppling her chair. He caught her hip with his
free hand, while he carefully suckled, licked, and circled the
sensitive little nub.
Her pussy clutched his fingers, the temperature escalating
in a sudden burst of heat. Forcing Frost iede into his hand, he
counteracted the burn. He had to train her fast or she could
do some serious damage.
He tried to pull his fingers out, but her inner muscles
contracted so tightly he couldn't move. Startled, he raised his
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by Aubrey Ross
head and watched her skin sparkle, creating a scarlet aura in
the moonlight. She shook and moaned, her passage
rhythmically squeezing his fingers. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]