Born of the Night by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fiction, Assassins, The League, romantic suspense, Bounty hunters, Political, Contemporary, General, Romance, Fantasy, Romantic suspense fiction, Outer space, Ichidian Universe
ISBN: 9780749939281
Publisher: Piatkus
Published: 1996-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

Nykyrian’s hand stopped millimeters from her face.

Kiara knew that he couldn’t bring himself to go any further and, having seen the horrors of his past, she finally understood why. Smiling at the gesture, she clasped his gloved hand in both of hers and kissed his fingertips. His hand, which was always so steady, trembled as she held onto it.

A hand that had been damaged so badly by other people’s brutality that Nykyrian hadn’t even been able to make a fist as a child.

The same hand that had soothed and protected her. That had killed others . . .

A hand he always kept covered . . .

His features unreadable, he laid that hand against her cheek while his thumb stroked her chin. He buried his other hand under her hair, his fingers lightly stroking her scalp, causing chills to form all the way down her body. Desire erupted inside her, and she knew tonight she wouldn’t, couldn’t, let him go. Not after what she’d seen of his past.

He’d spent his whole life in solitude and for reasons she couldn’t even begin to fathom, she cared about him. She wanted to give him what no one had ever given him before. Things that she’d taken for granted her entire life. Things that every being deserved to have.

Someone to hold him when he needed it. Someone who wouldn’t judge, betray, or hurt him.

His arms tightened and he pulled her up to his mouth. His lips claimed hers with a passion born of desperate need. Kiara moaned with the pleasure of it as she cupped his face in her hands. She heard his ragged breathing as he gently nipped her lips with his fangs. Opening her mouth, she welcomed him.

He slid from his chair, his hands working magic on her body. Everywhere he touched, she burned, aching for more. Her heart thundered as she ran her hands down the soft silk of his shirt, delighting in the way his hard muscles flexed beneath her fingertips.

She wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything.

Nykyrian buried his lips against Kiara’s neck, finally inhaling the sweet fragrance of her exotic perfume. She was so soft and warm. So very beautiful. And the way she held him . . .

Like he mattered.

In this one moment, he didn’t feel like a freak. Surely she wouldn’t touch someone who was. He laid his cheek against her so that he could feel the warmth of her as her breath tingled his skin. He shook with the force of his need and lost himself in the first true bliss he could recall ever feeling.

Her precious arms held him to her in a tender embrace. Desire surged through his veins like liquid fire. He clung to her, needing her, wanting her.

Chills formed under the heat of her hands across his back. He gasped as her tongue played along the tendons of his neck, her teeth gently nipping. He closed his eyes to the sensation.

Reclaiming her lips, he kissed her deeply.

Kiara’s body throbbed in an aching need that demanded the feel of his naked body against hers.

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