Passion Untamed by Pamela Palmer

Author:Pamela Palmer
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-05-17T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Paenther ushered Skye down the stairs, his stomach rumbling for food, his body nearly sated, his mind and heart in turmoil. The woman at his side was a Mage witch. Yet he couldn’t deny that he was starting to have feelings for her. He was beginning to honestly care about her.

And how screwed up is that? She’s my prisoner, for goddess sake.

Yet he’d discovered a surprising strength in her despite all she’d been through. A softness. A sweetness. And an achingly deep loneliness. She hungered for touch and affection and wasn’t afraid to return them. Her arms had gone around him in the shower, and she’d clung to him with a need he was certain had little to do with the body and everything to do with the soul. He’d turned around and pulled her into his arms and held her, just held her beneath the warm spray for a long, long time. Until she’d pulled away and begun kissing his neck and his shoulders and his chest, making him hard and ready for her all over again.

He’d taken her in the shower, holding her as she wrapped her legs around his hips. As he’d pushed himself inside her for a second time, she’d thrown her head back with a sound of pleasure that had moved him more than he wanted to admit.

He’d pressed her back against the warmed tile and thrust into her, over and over, until he’d felt her inner muscles contract around him in a hard, pulsing release. As she’d gasped, he’d followed her for a second time, then stood there, buried inside her, wondering how he’d fallen so completely under her spell.

He was still wondering about that. What in the hell am I going to do with her?

They reached the foyer, and he glanced down, unable to keep from looking at her. Yet every time he did, he felt an ache in his chest. Her scent, a blend of his own shampoo and her natural violets, wove through his body, heightening his senses, sharpening the ever-present edge of desire that never seemed to go away.

He never looked at her that he didn’t feel something strong and visceral, but ever since he found her bleeding from Birik’s curse and had peeled away his rampant distrust, those feelings had been growing increasingly warm. Increasingly deep.

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