Rhyannon Byrd - Primal Instinct 05 by Touch of Surrender

Author:Touch of Surrender [Surrender, Touch of]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Amsterdam

Monday night

KIERLAND HAD THAT RAW FEELING again, and it wasn’t a sensation that he cared for. The time he’d spent with Morgan in that hotel room in Weesp had been about nothing more than sex. About slaking a physical hunger that had seethed within him for too damn long now. He should have been experiencing some measure of peace…of finality, but if anything, his craving for her was now stronger than before. Tighter. Deeper. Twisting him into tangled, frustrated knots.

One taste…and all he could think about was having another. A dangerous temptation, and no doubt stupid as hell, but Kierland knew it would happen again. Even now, hours later, as they were heading into a smoky blues club in downtown Amsterdam, he couldn’t keep his hands off her. Couldn’t stop touching her. Just little, innocent touches. His hand on the small of her back. His fingers brushing her arm. He could feel the rise of her nerves shivering through her as they moved through the well-dressed crowd, and though he didn’t understand her anxiety, Kierland sought to soothe her by staying close to her body, letting her know he was there if she needed him.

They hadn’t talked about what had happened in that hotel room in Weesp, but every time Morgan turned to give him another surreptitious glance from the corner of her eye, Kierland knew she was thinking about it. Her lips were still swollen, her cheeks flushed warm with color, her body moving in that languid way of a woman who’s been thoroughly satisfied—though he could feel her tension increasing as they moved deeper into the crowd. Slipping his hand beneath the heavy fall of her hair, he rubbed his thumb along the back of her neck, trying to calm her.

It was strange, this newfound sense of awareness surging through his system, as if he could sense her moods and emotions on a different level now that he’d been inside her—a part of her.

Nothing more than sex…

Yeah, right. He’d tried to convince himself of that little lie, but who was he trying to fool? He was searing with need, the taste of her in his mouth only making him burn hotter. Her skin, tears, sex. The mouthwatering flavors were driving Kierland mad, making him crave more, and he wanted to ask her if it’d been the best she’d ever had. Because it had for him—to the point that he should have been worried as hell. But he held back. He didn’t know what to make of the strange emotions coiling him up inside. All he knew was that he’d never experienced that shattering sense of connection with any of his other lovers, but then, he’d never had sex like he and Morgan had had that afternoon, either.

Over the years, he’d had hard sex…raunchy sex…fun sex—but Kierland had never felt like he was going to die if he didn’t get inside a woman. Never felt like he’d just created a miracle when he’d made her come. But he’d felt like that with Morgan—and he still didn’t know what to think about it.

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