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need for the unique, dark taste of her kiss was making him crazy.
Don t fight with her, Kane, Callan grumped as he moved to the door with the
others. We re having a hard enough time getting along with her.
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Sherra clenched her teeth as she stared back at her Pride leader.
That is not true, she snapped.
Callan snorted. Tell it to someone who doesn t have the scars from sparring with
you, little sister. They might believe it.
A small warning growl was her only response as Callan chuckled and left the room,
leaving Kane alone with her. He had watched the byplay between brother and sister,
seeing the affection, the familial bond between them. Just as he shared one with
Merinus.
What do you want? Sherra was damned irritable, he thought, just as Callan had
warned. He also knew that irritability was one of the signs that accompanied her
growing heat.
Now there s a loaded question. Kane smiled slowly as he considered her. Do
you want a written list or do you have time for a verbal one? I could get rather
descriptive verbally.
She flushed. A wash of gentle pink flushed her face as she crossed her arms over
her obviously sensitive breasts and watched him warily. She was equal parts innocence
and seductress. It drove him crazy, seeing the fluid sensuality in each movement, yet
the complete innocence of just how damned sexy she was as she watched with such
wary surprise.
He had fucked her the night before until she came, screaming into the cushions of
the couch as her tight pussy clamped on his raging cock. He hadn t kissed her. He
hadn t tasted the liquid heat that ran from between her thighs and now he was starving
for it. He wouldn t wait much longer.
Don t need a descriptive list, huh? Kane asked regretfully as she continued to
watch him with a flare of anger. Fine. My main complaint is your nocturnal habits,
which so far haven t been a problem. But I need you to start sticking closer to the house
at night instead of venturing into the mountain.
Why? Sherra shifted restlessly.
Kane could see the refusal growing in her wary green eyes, the need for escape that
was building in her body. He couldn t allow it. He had nearly had a stroke knowing she
was facing that bastard with the missile launcher. According to Merinus, Callan was
more than worried about the progress of the heat, concerned it would lessen her
wariness, her ability to track and fight efficiently.
That should be pretty obvious, he grunted as he moved closer to her. If there are
problems, I need you here to evacuate Merinus, Roni and Cassie. Besides that, we need
to make certain the main Pride stays intact no matter what. That means you too, sweet
pea.
Sherra winced at the nickname. Kane, can the bullshit, she snapped, causing him
to watch her with amused surprise. You want me here for your convenience, nothing
more. You keep hoping if I m close enough that your round-the-clock fuck session will
be harder for me to deny.
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He was praying she would. He wondered if he should explain the difference
between a hope and a prayer to her. Then decided perhaps it best, considering the slow
rise of anger in her expression, that he hold off there.
He tilted his head, watching her curiously. Well, there is that consideration, mate,
he drawled instead.
She glared at him, her eyes glittering with suppressed anger and heated arousal.
God, would you just let up, she muttered, surprising him with the quick about-
face in her anger. You act as though there hasn t been another woman for you in all
these years while I should just bend over and give it up as though it were your due.
Kane sensed the underlying anger there. She was torn between what she knew was
the truth and what she wanted to be the truth. His Sherra needed to hate, because
loving hurt, but by God she wasn t the only one who had hurt through the years.
There have been others, he finally acknowledged, hating it, hating the pain that
flashed in her eyes. It never happened easily, and never comfortably, but it happened.
He shook his head, remembering the few women he had touched, those he had
fucked while he dreamed of Sherra, while he forced himself to ignore the distaste for
the few moments of ease.
There was no one else for me, she finally whispered, breaking his heart with the
rough sound of her voice.
And there is where you re wrong! he snapped, refusing to allow the guilt he
carried to weigh heavier upon his shoulders. I thought you were dead. Gone, Sherra.
Forever. You knew I was alive, you knew where to find me and you didn t. I won t
regret the fact that there were nights I couldn t face alone. That there were memories
that ate into my soul like a disease. I won t feel guilty for believing what you allowed
me to believe, and I ll be damned if I ll let you hide from it. You were my fucking
woman, and because of some quirk of nature, my mate. You hid. I didn t.
She swallowed tightly, her eyes dark, ravaged by the battles he could see waging
within her soul. It was one fucking kiss. There were no swollen glands, nothing&
Kane smiled tightly. One was all it took. Don t deny you re hotter than ever. I bet
your pussy is so damned wet I could drown in it when I get my mouth down there. Just
as it was then. The taste of spice and a spring rain. Your taste has haunted me, Sherra.
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need for the unique, dark taste of her kiss was making him crazy.
Don t fight with her, Kane, Callan grumped as he moved to the door with the
others. We re having a hard enough time getting along with her.
70
Kiss of Heat
Sherra clenched her teeth as she stared back at her Pride leader.
That is not true, she snapped.
Callan snorted. Tell it to someone who doesn t have the scars from sparring with
you, little sister. They might believe it.
A small warning growl was her only response as Callan chuckled and left the room,
leaving Kane alone with her. He had watched the byplay between brother and sister,
seeing the affection, the familial bond between them. Just as he shared one with
Merinus.
What do you want? Sherra was damned irritable, he thought, just as Callan had
warned. He also knew that irritability was one of the signs that accompanied her
growing heat.
Now there s a loaded question. Kane smiled slowly as he considered her. Do
you want a written list or do you have time for a verbal one? I could get rather
descriptive verbally.
She flushed. A wash of gentle pink flushed her face as she crossed her arms over
her obviously sensitive breasts and watched him warily. She was equal parts innocence
and seductress. It drove him crazy, seeing the fluid sensuality in each movement, yet
the complete innocence of just how damned sexy she was as she watched with such
wary surprise.
He had fucked her the night before until she came, screaming into the cushions of
the couch as her tight pussy clamped on his raging cock. He hadn t kissed her. He
hadn t tasted the liquid heat that ran from between her thighs and now he was starving
for it. He wouldn t wait much longer.
Don t need a descriptive list, huh? Kane asked regretfully as she continued to
watch him with a flare of anger. Fine. My main complaint is your nocturnal habits,
which so far haven t been a problem. But I need you to start sticking closer to the house
at night instead of venturing into the mountain.
Why? Sherra shifted restlessly.
Kane could see the refusal growing in her wary green eyes, the need for escape that
was building in her body. He couldn t allow it. He had nearly had a stroke knowing she
was facing that bastard with the missile launcher. According to Merinus, Callan was
more than worried about the progress of the heat, concerned it would lessen her
wariness, her ability to track and fight efficiently.
That should be pretty obvious, he grunted as he moved closer to her. If there are
problems, I need you here to evacuate Merinus, Roni and Cassie. Besides that, we need
to make certain the main Pride stays intact no matter what. That means you too, sweet
pea.
Sherra winced at the nickname. Kane, can the bullshit, she snapped, causing him
to watch her with amused surprise. You want me here for your convenience, nothing
more. You keep hoping if I m close enough that your round-the-clock fuck session will
be harder for me to deny.
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Lora Leigh
He was praying she would. He wondered if he should explain the difference
between a hope and a prayer to her. Then decided perhaps it best, considering the slow
rise of anger in her expression, that he hold off there.
He tilted his head, watching her curiously. Well, there is that consideration, mate,
he drawled instead.
She glared at him, her eyes glittering with suppressed anger and heated arousal.
God, would you just let up, she muttered, surprising him with the quick about-
face in her anger. You act as though there hasn t been another woman for you in all
these years while I should just bend over and give it up as though it were your due.
Kane sensed the underlying anger there. She was torn between what she knew was
the truth and what she wanted to be the truth. His Sherra needed to hate, because
loving hurt, but by God she wasn t the only one who had hurt through the years.
There have been others, he finally acknowledged, hating it, hating the pain that
flashed in her eyes. It never happened easily, and never comfortably, but it happened.
He shook his head, remembering the few women he had touched, those he had
fucked while he dreamed of Sherra, while he forced himself to ignore the distaste for
the few moments of ease.
There was no one else for me, she finally whispered, breaking his heart with the
rough sound of her voice.
And there is where you re wrong! he snapped, refusing to allow the guilt he
carried to weigh heavier upon his shoulders. I thought you were dead. Gone, Sherra.
Forever. You knew I was alive, you knew where to find me and you didn t. I won t
regret the fact that there were nights I couldn t face alone. That there were memories
that ate into my soul like a disease. I won t feel guilty for believing what you allowed
me to believe, and I ll be damned if I ll let you hide from it. You were my fucking
woman, and because of some quirk of nature, my mate. You hid. I didn t.
She swallowed tightly, her eyes dark, ravaged by the battles he could see waging
within her soul. It was one fucking kiss. There were no swollen glands, nothing&
Kane smiled tightly. One was all it took. Don t deny you re hotter than ever. I bet
your pussy is so damned wet I could drown in it when I get my mouth down there. Just
as it was then. The taste of spice and a spring rain. Your taste has haunted me, Sherra.
All these years, endless nights that the craving for you nearly drove me insane. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]