Heart Thief by Robin D. Owens

Author:Robin D. Owens
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Man-woman relationships, Fantasy fiction, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance, Suspense, Life on other planets, Psychic ability, General, Love stories
ISBN: 9780425190722
Publisher: Berkley Sensation
Published: 2003-06-03T06:00:00+00:00

She slid her hands to his broad back, testing each straining muscle, each sinew, kneading and learning his essential shape. He rolled until he lay panting under her and she broke the kiss to study his face flushed with desire.

How dear he was. She stared at him, his face that spoke of noble blood. He should have exuded the ingrained arrogance that all the male nobles of her acquaintance bore, but his eyes told another story. Their expression held shadows of a lifetime of pain, of the expectation of cruelty, and to her gaze, an open vulnerability.

Her throat tightened. How wrong they were to pursue this. Yet how right they were for each other. But she didn't want to think, so she lowered her mouth to his, preparing to dive once more into pure sensation.

A cat hissed. Ssssamba is here!

Primrose yipped and bolted through the small pet flap set in Ailim's heavy bedroom door. The puppy leaped up the small set of steps to the great bed and shot across both of them to the pillow next to Ruis and licked his face. Ruis ducked.

Primrose was probably broadcasting a stream of eager, happy thoughts at great speed and loud level, but Ailim couldn't hear them. A small blessing.

Low menacing cat growls came from the doorway.

"What?" Ruis said, rolling so that he and Ailim were both on their sides.

The angry cat-rill sounded again. Ailim almost caught words, then Primrose was licking her face. The dog had eaten furrabeast mixed with raw eggs not too long ago. Ailim gently pushed her away, toward Ruis. He swept covers over him, to his waist, disappointing Ailim. Primrose whuffled at him and snuffled in his ear. He automatically picked her up and cuddled her, stroking her long, soft fur.

Samba began to curse. Cat-obscenities sounded worse than human swearing. Ruis chuckled.

"You really can communicate with her without telepathy," Ailim said, slipping off the bed and walking toward the door. "Samba?"

Snarls greeted her. I'm stuck. Stuck in puny dog hole. NOT acceptable to a Cat of My high-degree or My substance.

"You certainly are a cat of substance," Ailim replied. Of course, some of that was the volume of calico fur on-end sticking out across her body, except where it was pushed aside by the square frame of the pet door. Ailim winced. It looked painful. She hesitated to try and help, seeing bloodily scratched hands in her future.

Ruis, still holding and petting Primrose, joined Ailim.

Samba looked up at him and her frustrated face turned lethal. You will smell of dog.

"That's too bad," Ruis said blandly. He seemed to be trembling with suppressed laughter.

A low rumble started deep in Samba's throat. From Ailim's experience with her cousin's new kitten, she knew exactly how high and piercing the sound could escalate. "Quiet!" she commanded. "Do you want to get him caught and killed?"

Irregular, hard thumps hit the door from outside. Cat tail lashings.

Ruis squatted out of striking-paw distance.

Much too close to Samba, Primrose quivered and jumped from his arms to streak away.

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