Through a Crimson Veil by Patti O'Shea

Author:Patti O'Shea [O'Shea, Patti]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
ISBN: 0505526476
Published: 2009-04-05T19:39:13+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Mika lay atop Conor sometime later, her legs on either side of him. This was one time where even he had to appreciate being half-Kiverian. If they were completely human, she didn't think either one of them would be able to walk. Of course, if they were completely human, he wouldn't have been able to get hard so often. She smiled against his shoulder.He was still mostly erect, still pressed against her belly, but there was no urgent need to move. Not yet.

Conor had surprised her. She'd expected straight missionary-style sex from him, but he'd been less stodgy than she'd assumed. In fact, she couldn't think of a position they hadn't experimented with—although the female-dominant that she'd wanted to try hadn't lasted long before he'd flipped her on her back.

She had to bite back a laugh. McCabe wouldn't appreciate knowing that his need to be in charge during sex was a demonic trait, pure and simple. Some of the males of lesser branches might be able to handle the female on top, but not Kiverians. Apparently, not even half-human Kiverians.

"What's so funny?" he asked, giving her bottom a squeeze.

"How'd you know I was amused?"

"I can feel the smile, now give."

Mika considered what to say. She wanted to be truthful, but if she told him, it might destroy the mood. Partial honesty, however, could work. "I was thinking about your stamina."

His chest shook slightly, and she propped herself up on her arms. Yep, he was laughing. Mika smiled at his lightheartedness, and swooped down to bite his chin. "Now it's my turn to ask what you find so funny."

"I can't believe you're still thinking about sex." He shook his head, obviously in awe.

Considering the vishtau, she had no trouble believing their attraction, but she wasn't about to get into that. She could imagine his response to the bond far too easily, and it wouldn't be pretty. "Me?" She raised both eyebrows. "And I suppose you're not thinking about it?" Shifting slightly, she rubbed against him and felt him react.

There was a flash in his eyes, something that reminded her of his emotional vulnerability, and Mika leaned forward again to kiss him. She went soft and slow. "I'll never tire of you, Conor," she promised. "But it's not only me. It goes both ways."

"Yeah," he agreed, "I guess it does."

Mika settled back against his chest, content with that. The desire went both ways, as did the insecurity. She was the one who'd fallen in love; McCabe had never used the words, never even hinted at them. While she'd managed not to blurt out I love you in English again, she had repeated what she'd said in the demon language over and over in the throes of ecstasy. She'd finally realized what she was uttering and been appalled. Despite that, she'd been unable to stop herself from speaking the words the next time. It was a damn good thing Conor didn't understand, because she'd been reciting the ritual to bind herself to her vishtau mate for life.

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