waited and watched her and Eryk.
Despite the distraction Benita and the crowd created, Mia’s blood still hummed,
her body too aware of Eryk. She didn’t want these feelings but they didn’t
relent. Before she could speak or protest he snatched her against him. Body to
body, from chest to thighs, every delineated muscle and fiber pressed to hers.
She gasped. He cupped her face with one hand. If she’d expected his claiming to
be as violent and quick as the fight, she was dead wrong. He tilted her face
upward and a moment later his lips touched hers. A thousand thoughts left her
mind, and even with dozens of people witnessing their kiss, Mia sank into a
sensual world that stunned her to the core. His mouth was hot, searching but
not voracious. She felt the restraint in his body. He wanted this harder,
deeper, far longer. How she understood this she couldn’t say. Instead he took
the kiss with a tenderness that shook her. It was a sweet, honest sweeping of
lips over lips. She surprised herself by responding and the pulsing between her
legs turned into an aching tingle. Her fingers spread over his chest, feeling
muscles bunch and move beneath her touch. As if she had no will of her own, she
threw her arms around his neck and arched into him. Her belly pressed against
that long, hard bar of his cock. A moan left her throat and she forgot that
everyone watched. She simply didn’t care.
As a wild rush of heat speared deep between her thighs, he
thrust his tongue between her lips. Surprise warred with pure delight. Even
though she’d read that people sometimes kissed this way, she’d always thought
it would be disgusting. Instead the repeated stroke of his tongue over hers
made the need in her pussy grow until she felt moist. She ached with a need so
strong she wanted to drag him somewhere and explore more of these amazing
sensations. She was shocked at her feelings but another part of her wanted to
experience more and to understand what would happen next if she did.
He drew back before she could completely absorb the feeling.
Still, they were breathing hard and he stared at her a long moment before
releasing her.
Shaking with reaction, she didn’t know what to say.
Benita watched the sensual exchange. “You should find more
clothes for her, Eryk.”
He nodded as if he hadn’t shared a stunningly beautiful kiss
with a woman he barely knew. “Indeed. We’ll come to your establishment later.”
Benita nodded. “Very well. Good day.”
“This way.” Eryk took Mia’s hand and they started through
the crowd.
“Wait, where are we going?” Mia kept up with his quick steps
as he wove his way between people.
He didn’t answer her.
“Eryk, where are we going?”
They plunged into a darker area of the castle, a warren of
walls and narrow enclaves. They came to a deep alcove. He glanced inside,
pulled her with him. Eryk pressed her to a wall, but not hard.
“What are you doing?”
“Shh.” He whispered the word but in his eyes a feral light
glowed.
“Oh Magon, your eyes. What’s happening?”
He hauled her against him, a quick, hard movement. “By all
that is holy, you destroy me.”
She didn’t get a chance to ask him what he meant. He dipped
his head and kissed her.
Hungrily he took her mouth. His kiss swept away her fears in
a hot and unrelenting sensual tide. His lips traced, shaped and molded to hers
as if they’d always meant to taste her. Unexpected acceptance threw her into
turmoil. How could she allow this? What did it mean that her body ached for his
with overwhelming force? She couldn’t stop it. Didn’t want to stop this
barbaric display of wantonness. His hands seemed everywhere as he touched her
face and neck, the brush of his fingers sending tingles throughout her body.
His tongue thrust and took and she groaned and shivered. Every brush of his
hands over sensitive skin sent her emotions into a spin, her body into roaring
life.
His touch found the contours of her back down to her
Despite the distraction Benita and the crowd created, Mia’s blood still hummed,
her body too aware of Eryk. She didn’t want these feelings but they didn’t
relent. Before she could speak or protest he snatched her against him. Body to
body, from chest to thighs, every delineated muscle and fiber pressed to hers.
She gasped. He cupped her face with one hand. If she’d expected his claiming to
be as violent and quick as the fight, she was dead wrong. He tilted her face
upward and a moment later his lips touched hers. A thousand thoughts left her
mind, and even with dozens of people witnessing their kiss, Mia sank into a
sensual world that stunned her to the core. His mouth was hot, searching but
not voracious. She felt the restraint in his body. He wanted this harder,
deeper, far longer. How she understood this she couldn’t say. Instead he took
the kiss with a tenderness that shook her. It was a sweet, honest sweeping of
lips over lips. She surprised herself by responding and the pulsing between her
legs turned into an aching tingle. Her fingers spread over his chest, feeling
muscles bunch and move beneath her touch. As if she had no will of her own, she
threw her arms around his neck and arched into him. Her belly pressed against
that long, hard bar of his cock. A moan left her throat and she forgot that
everyone watched. She simply didn’t care.
As a wild rush of heat speared deep between her thighs, he
thrust his tongue between her lips. Surprise warred with pure delight. Even
though she’d read that people sometimes kissed this way, she’d always thought
it would be disgusting. Instead the repeated stroke of his tongue over hers
made the need in her pussy grow until she felt moist. She ached with a need so
strong she wanted to drag him somewhere and explore more of these amazing
sensations. She was shocked at her feelings but another part of her wanted to
experience more and to understand what would happen next if she did.
He drew back before she could completely absorb the feeling.
Still, they were breathing hard and he stared at her a long moment before
releasing her.
Shaking with reaction, she didn’t know what to say.
Benita watched the sensual exchange. “You should find more
clothes for her, Eryk.”
He nodded as if he hadn’t shared a stunningly beautiful kiss
with a woman he barely knew. “Indeed. We’ll come to your establishment later.”
Benita nodded. “Very well. Good day.”
“This way.” Eryk took Mia’s hand and they started through
the crowd.
“Wait, where are we going?” Mia kept up with his quick steps
as he wove his way between people.
He didn’t answer her.
“Eryk, where are we going?”
They plunged into a darker area of the castle, a warren of
walls and narrow enclaves. They came to a deep alcove. He glanced inside,
pulled her with him. Eryk pressed her to a wall, but not hard.
“What are you doing?”
“Shh.” He whispered the word but in his eyes a feral light
glowed.
“Oh Magon, your eyes. What’s happening?”
He hauled her against him, a quick, hard movement. “By all
that is holy, you destroy me.”
She didn’t get a chance to ask him what he meant. He dipped
his head and kissed her.
Hungrily he took her mouth. His kiss swept away her fears in
a hot and unrelenting sensual tide. His lips traced, shaped and molded to hers
as if they’d always meant to taste her. Unexpected acceptance threw her into
turmoil. How could she allow this? What did it mean that her body ached for his
with overwhelming force? She couldn’t stop it. Didn’t want to stop this
barbaric display of wantonness. His hands seemed everywhere as he touched her
face and neck, the brush of his fingers sending tingles throughout her body.
His tongue thrust and took and she groaned and shivered. Every brush of his
hands over sensitive skin sent her emotions into a spin, her body into roaring
life.
His touch found the contours of her back down to her
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