To Have by Jackie Ivie

Author:Jackie Ivie [Ivie, Jackie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jackie Ivie LLC
Published: 2014-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

The moment her fingers connected with his belly, Daron reacted. His muscles involuntarily twitched as her fingers became her entire hand and then the other one. She didn’t understand the power she wielded. He wasn’t certain, at first, that he could absorb it. Her first touch had awakened the beast within him. This caress set it free. There wasn’t any way to contain it. She carried mystery in her eyes. Passion with each breath. Electrifying heat with her every touch.

Her hands spread about his upper chest, her fingers skidding along his skin, and everywhere she went his muscles reacted. Tightening. Releasing. Her lips were open slightly, sending little pants of breath onto him. By the gods! She was unique. Unbelievable! She created a perfection that altered the senses. He’d never felt anything like this. Ever. Had he received these sensations in his natural life, he’d have remembered.

And he wanted more.

Daron leaned forward, capturing and then embracing her waist. His hands were trembling as he ran his fingers up her sides and delved beneath her bodice...and oh! By the god, Ahura-Mazda! Nigel had been completely wrong. Daron’s mate didn’t have really nice breasts. She didn’t have anything really nice. She was incredibly perfect. Everywhere. Daron’s hands cupped and massaged, bringing her nipples to hard darts that shot spikes of sensation through his palms. She wasn’t passive. She was arching and writhing, and adding fuel where it wasn’t remotely needed.

And then she opened her eyes. Daron lurched in reaction, ripping her bodice, and if he’d thought she felt perfect, the sight was beyond description. Beyond comprehension.

“Wow. Daron. I could do...laundry on these.”

She’d run a hand down his belly, before she’d tucked her fingers beneath the waistband of his trousers.

Laundry?

Was that a good thing?

She started sliding her hand to and fro, sending all kinds of stimuli just about everywhere. He ceased caring whether she complimented him or not. And then her tongue slipped out, licking at her lower lip. A roar of sound went right through his ears. Daron shook his head to clear it. It didn’t do much.

She’d moved her other hand now, wrapping it about the fabric at his waist. And the knuckles grazing his belly were taking over his existence. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t command anything. Or control. Or manage. She found his trouser ties at the side. Daron’s entire frame went ramrod stiff and tense. He could barely move his gaze down to hers.

“Problems?” she asked.

“Yes. Many.” Was that truly his voice? Gruff. Harsh.

“Can I help?”

“I...do not wish to hurt you,” he replied.

She gave a short laugh. His entire body flexed against his hold. Her merriment was enough to start sand dervishes.

“Oh. I sincerely doubt you have anything that big and scary, Daron. Although I am very intrigued to find out. Very.”

She pulled on one end of the bow, releasing the waistband of his trousers. The material sloughed down before stopping on his erection. That’s when she noticed, gave a gasp and brought her gaze back to his.

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