F E Heaton [Vampire Realms 05] Winter's Kiss (pdf)

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His eyes slowly opened and he swallowed, his gaze
meeting hers for a brief moment before they fell to his
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legs. He didn t blush, which led her to wonder if he could
because he looked awkward and embarrassed.
I should He went to stand and pull his trousers up
but she caught his hand and stopped him.
Nerves made her voice shake. I like you that way.
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Chapter 9
Winter s boyish look made Nika smile. He seemed
stunned to hear her say such a thing. The way he looked
right now made him look like the inexperienced one. He
had told her that he was over one thousand years old.
He looked no older than his appearance right now,
bordering on thirty, in the prime of his youth.
She looked down at her clothes and took a deep breath.
If he could get naked in front of her, then she could do
the same for him. She wanted to feel him inside her and,
in his current state, he wasn t going to be doing that. His
soft cock twitched when she undid the top button of her
shirt. She wasn t sure how long it would take him to
become aroused again, but she was so hungry for his
touch that she felt as though she was going to burst.
Another button gave, followed by another. Perhaps
touching her would arouse him. It would certainly ease
her need and keep the fire burning inside her.
When she reached the last button, she stopped. Back at
Winter s room, she had discarded her underwear.
Between the two sides of the black shirt, she could see
the curve of her breasts. Her heart pounded at the
thought of exposing herself to him, of being naked in
front of a man. Her hands trembled so badly that even
when she found the strength to undo the last button,
she couldn t manage it.
She swallowed when Winter s hands brushed hers aside
and he slipped the last button free. He moved his hands
up, easing them inside her shirt and slowly raising them.
They skimmed her stomach, making it jump and her skin
tingle, and then brushed against her breasts. Her eyelids
dropped, her lips parting in a silent sigh of satisfaction
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when his hands moulded around her breasts, covering
them and sending a shiver through her.
His touch was gentle, exploring. Cool fingers traced the
underside of her breasts as the pads of his thumbs
circled her nipples, arousing them into hard peaks that
ached for more. She arched her back, pushing her
breasts into his hands, eager for his touch. He chuckled
quietly and thumbed her nipples with soft strokes that
made tingles race outwards from their centres.
A frown creased her brow when his thumbs moved
away. Just as she was going to open her eyes and see
what he was doing, her breath left her in a gasping
moan. His lips claimed her right nipple, sucking it into
his mouth. A bolt of desire shot straight to her groin and
she squirmed on the spot, finding she was slick with
arousal. His hand covered her other breast, fingers
torturing the nipple as his tongue teased her other. She
flexed her fingers to resist the need to hold him and
then gave up the fight and grabbed his shoulders. His
other arm snaked around her waist and raised her so
she was kneeling rather than sitting back on her heels.
He groaned against her breast, eliciting a moan from
her.
Her fingers swept towards his neck and she dipped her
hands inside his shirt. The collar was too tight for her
hands to reach his shoulders. With a noise of sheer
frustration, she surrendered her clumsy attempts to
squeeze her hands inside his shirt and dropped them to
the front of it. She made fast work of the buttons, driven
by the need to feel his body beneath her fingers and
drink in the sight of what she knew would be perfection.
Their hands knocked against each other when she had
made it halfway down his shirt and she realised that he
was undoing her trousers. A flutter of nerves made her
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stomach turn but the fear passed quickly, no match for
the desire burning through her. She continued and when
the last button gave way, she opened his shirt and
pushed it off his shoulders.
Her hands skimmed over them, fingers exploring the
taut shapes of his muscles. He had strong shoulders. A
sweep of cold made her shiver when Winter pushed her
trousers down to her knees, exposing her. She was on
the verge of pushing him off her so she could see his
body when his hand cupped her mound and she tensed,
frozen by fear and the thought that a man was touching
her.
Relax, he whispered against her breast and kissed over
her chest to the other one.
Her wet nipple hardened painfully from the cool air
against it. His fingers moved against her mound,
replacing the chill with fire when she focussed there.
They slipped between her folds and she gasped, lifting
slightly off the floor and grabbing his shoulders. He
murmured another relax against her breast and then
sucked the nipple into his mouth. How was she supposed
to relax? She kept telling herself to, but it wasn t having
any effect. His hand slid lower. She tensed further. His
fingers felt so good against her slow, gentle, a tender
exploration of her body. His other hand skimmed down
her back and began to stroke it. The motion soothed her
and her head fell backwards when she focussed on the
gentle caresses and the feelings they elicited. Intense
heat coiled in her stomach, aching to explode into an
inferno that promised to be mind-blowing when it came.
Winter s hand slid a little lower.
Nika licked her lips and then bit her lower one when she
spread her knees as much as she could with her trousers
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on, encouraging him. She had touched herself there
before. It had felt good. Something said it would feel
different when he did it.
He eased his hand between her thighs and she groaned
when he teased her slick opening with one fingertip. She
hoped her moan would make him continue. She longed
to have him inside her. His finger slid in deeper and then [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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