The Choosing (The Pruxnae Book 1) by Lucy Varna

Author:Lucy Varna [Varna, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bone Diggers Press
Published: 2015-06-11T23:00:00+00:00

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Ryn’s mouth moved across Ziri’s, firm and beautiful and so tempting, she opened for him, giving everything he demanded of her with gentle flicks of his tongue and the steady pressure of his lips along hers. His hand drifted across her chest, his touch feather light, and he cupped her other breast, teasing the nipple into a tight bud.

The warmth gathering in her loins exploded into an inferno of desire and need. It had been so long since a man had touched her, so long since she’d allowed herself the freedom to explore the pleasure shared between a man and a woman. She pushed her worries about Ryn and the reason he’d brought her to Abyw aside. Those could wait for another day. Tonight, she wanted to hold him, needed to feel the way a woman should when she was with a man, feminine and desirable and beloved. Tomorrow was soon enough to sort out the questions nipping at her reason.

He broke the kiss and trailed hot kisses down her neck. “I want to taste you, here.” His hand squeezed her breast gently, and she bit her lip, containing the moan threatening to spill from her throat. “Tell me you want that, too.”

“Ryn,” she whispered. “It’s ok to love me.”

He covered her, pressing her into the mattress with his weight. The rigid length of his erection prodded her core, and she froze. The Sweeper had done that to her. It had poked its tentacle thing along her skin, groping her as it searched for a way into her pants to do who knew what to her. She could still feel its soft skin sliding along her own, probing relentlessly while she scrambled to save herself.

Ziri clutched Ryn’s back, shoring herself up with the feel of his skin under her hands and the heat of his body on hers. There were no Sweepers here in this room. It was just her and Ryn, two people on the verge of truly caring about each other. She needed him now, as much as she had when his injuries had sent him into a fitful sleep for two days, leaving her alone with the stench of dead Sweepers and a crazy ship that had helped her one tick and hindered her the next.

Ryn’s breath feathered along the side of her neck. “I’m trying to be gentle.”

“It feels good, Ryn. Everything feels good.”

“You went stiff.”

She shunted aside her fears and pressed a tender kiss to his cheek. It was smooth under her lips, firm, and the faintest whiff of the soap he used tickled her nose. “Bad memories, that’s all. It wasn’t you. Will you touch me some more?”

“Mmm. Now that I’ve started, I don’t think I can stop.”

A curl of amusement lifted her mouth into a smile. “You promised you would.”

“Only if you want me to.” His hips thrust gently into hers and he moaned low and soft against her ear. “Please don’t make me stop.”

“I don’t want you to.” She skimmed her hands down his ribs and cupped his firm bottom.

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