Savage Bond (The Fallen) by Marsh Anne

Author:Marsh, Anne [Marsh, Anne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-04-16T04:00:00+00:00

Vkhin's body went nuclear. The woman in his arms wasn't lost, wasn't unsure. No, she was taking what she wanted from him and that was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. Her face tipped back against his shoulder because she was doing some watching of her own right now. Whatever she read on his face, she liked, because she gave that slow smile of hers, stretching against him and sliding her hands free of his.

His cock got harder, the tip damp. God, she was good.

Good in more ways than one. He wasn't supposed to want her. And, even if he did, he reminded himself, this was just lust. He didn't need anything else from her besides those damned pictures so he shouldn't be holding his breath when she reached for the zipper on her flightsuit. Her fingers wrapped around the little metal tab and teased it down an inch. The back of her fingers brushed the creamy skin she revealed and he wanted to replace that hand with his mouth.

"I'll show you," she said throatily, nudging that damned zipper down another inch. She unzipped the flight suit as if she were unwrapping a Christmas present, one teasing inch at a time. The sight of that lacy bra she'd been hiding beneath the utilitarian nylon and cotton made him want to tear the wrappings right off of her. Lilac satin cupped her breasts, her hard little nipples peeking over the lace-trimmed edges. Those nipples of hers were the color of summer raspberries and hard with her need.

"These," she whispered, brushing her fingers against her nipples. "Maybe, I want you to touch me right here." Hell, yes, he wanted to touch her. He wanted to taste her nipples, tongue her until he'd learned whether she tasted like raspberries or not and she understood exactly what she wanted from him. He didn't deal in uncertainties. Ever.

His hands gripped her hips, spanning the delicate bones with his hands. She was human, fragile and he couldn't let himself forget that. He needed to remember the consequences of kissing her. Because she tempted him more than any woman he'd ever held and his control was already too tenuous.

"Maybe?" he growled. "Let me know when you've made up your mind, Ria."

Her fingers brushed over her own nipples and the little hum of feminine satisfaction undid him. He could give her more, but he shouldn't. His fingers flexed, his thumb stroking little circles against the soft curves of her stomach as the emotions poured from her. Her aura was as wild and hesitant, as fiery, as a good sunset. He'd watched more than his fair share of sunsets, felt the blaze of heat and color slipping away to be replaced with night. He'd been alone in the dark for thousands of years. He knew better than to reach for that heat of hers, but he couldn't lose her. Not yet.

He brushed his mouth against her skin again, tasting the pulse that beat strong and bright against his lips. That fire of hers undid him.

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