breeze washed over his heated skin, but it didn’t cool him down. If anything, the contrast between his hot skin and the cool wind drove his arousal higher.
Absently, he ran his hand down his chest to his groin, circling his swollen cock.
Maybe he just needed relief from the sexual tension riding him.
He pumped his hand up and down the hard length, establishing a slow but steady rhythm. Katya would be hot and wet, her body clasping him impossibly tight as he thrust into her. “Damn.” He shut his eyes tight and imagined her naked beneath him.
After the erotic dream he’d had it was an incredibly easy image to capture in his mind.
He pumped faster as he pictured her small but sturdy hand, stroking over his chest, his stomach, his cock.
He emitted a low groan, almost able to feel her hand cupping his sac while the other pumped up and down his length.
Then there was her mouth. Oh, yeah. She had one hell of a sexy mouth. Her lips were full and rosy. He could easily imagine them wrapped around his shaft, taking him deeper with each heavy thrust.
His chest was rising and falling rapidly. Chase braced his shoulder against the stone wall, his hand never faltering. Katya was so sexy. It wasn’t that she had large breasts or exceptional curves. Her breasts were full, but barely a handful, and her curves were subtle, her body lithe and strong. But there was something about her that drew him. Maybe it was her attitude. She exuded strength, determination and intelligence.
Chase had always been a sucker for a smart woman.
Katya would be a challenge. But beneath that prickly exterior, he was certain was a woman worth the fight. Any man who could get beneath her guard would be richly rewarded for his efforts.
His hand quickened as he felt his balls draw up closer to his body. He’d almost swear he could feel her out there in the forest waiting for him, watching him. His scalp tingled and he came. Gritting his teeth to keep from yelling, he let the pleasure of his 36
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orgasm envelop him. Liquid splashed on his belly and over his hand as he continued to pump.
When he was done, he let his back fall against the wall, needing the support. While he caught his breath, he stared out the window. The land called to him and he knew he wouldn’t be going back to bed.
Pushing away from the hard stone, he made his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. When that was done, he hauled on his jeans, boots and a heavy shirt before grabbing his jacket and quietly letting himself out the door.
The night was waiting.
Katya stared up at the front of the rather imposing building. With her legs straddling a thick branch, she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the limb and her chin on her hands. The foliage surrounded her, protecting her from curious eyes and predators as she studied the place. Her crossbow was tucked safely inside the pack strapped to her back.
She’d been watching the castle for most of the night, thinking, and weighing her strategy. She had to get inside, and she had to do it without making anyone suspicious.
Chewing on her bottom lip, she pondered her options.
It was the first time since she’d headed down this path of revenge that she truly loathed what she’d become—a user, a manipulator, a liar. “You don’t have a choice,”
she reminded herself. “You’ve come too far to turn back now.” Besides, if she didn’t do this, the head of the vampire hunter order would send someone else.
She had all the information she needed except for the one final, vital piece. Getting into Dalakis Castle was the key to obtaining it.
Chase… Well, Chase was in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn’t want to see him hurt, would do everything in her power to keep that from happening, but she couldn’t turn back now.
Her fingers went to her chest and she clutched the outline of the cross beneath her shirt. “Forgive me,” she whispered.
One of the windows on the far end of the top floor pushed
Absently, he ran his hand down his chest to his groin, circling his swollen cock.
Maybe he just needed relief from the sexual tension riding him.
He pumped his hand up and down the hard length, establishing a slow but steady rhythm. Katya would be hot and wet, her body clasping him impossibly tight as he thrust into her. “Damn.” He shut his eyes tight and imagined her naked beneath him.
After the erotic dream he’d had it was an incredibly easy image to capture in his mind.
He pumped faster as he pictured her small but sturdy hand, stroking over his chest, his stomach, his cock.
He emitted a low groan, almost able to feel her hand cupping his sac while the other pumped up and down his length.
Then there was her mouth. Oh, yeah. She had one hell of a sexy mouth. Her lips were full and rosy. He could easily imagine them wrapped around his shaft, taking him deeper with each heavy thrust.
His chest was rising and falling rapidly. Chase braced his shoulder against the stone wall, his hand never faltering. Katya was so sexy. It wasn’t that she had large breasts or exceptional curves. Her breasts were full, but barely a handful, and her curves were subtle, her body lithe and strong. But there was something about her that drew him. Maybe it was her attitude. She exuded strength, determination and intelligence.
Chase had always been a sucker for a smart woman.
Katya would be a challenge. But beneath that prickly exterior, he was certain was a woman worth the fight. Any man who could get beneath her guard would be richly rewarded for his efforts.
His hand quickened as he felt his balls draw up closer to his body. He’d almost swear he could feel her out there in the forest waiting for him, watching him. His scalp tingled and he came. Gritting his teeth to keep from yelling, he let the pleasure of his 36
Endless Chase
orgasm envelop him. Liquid splashed on his belly and over his hand as he continued to pump.
When he was done, he let his back fall against the wall, needing the support. While he caught his breath, he stared out the window. The land called to him and he knew he wouldn’t be going back to bed.
Pushing away from the hard stone, he made his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. When that was done, he hauled on his jeans, boots and a heavy shirt before grabbing his jacket and quietly letting himself out the door.
The night was waiting.
Katya stared up at the front of the rather imposing building. With her legs straddling a thick branch, she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the limb and her chin on her hands. The foliage surrounded her, protecting her from curious eyes and predators as she studied the place. Her crossbow was tucked safely inside the pack strapped to her back.
She’d been watching the castle for most of the night, thinking, and weighing her strategy. She had to get inside, and she had to do it without making anyone suspicious.
Chewing on her bottom lip, she pondered her options.
It was the first time since she’d headed down this path of revenge that she truly loathed what she’d become—a user, a manipulator, a liar. “You don’t have a choice,”
she reminded herself. “You’ve come too far to turn back now.” Besides, if she didn’t do this, the head of the vampire hunter order would send someone else.
She had all the information she needed except for the one final, vital piece. Getting into Dalakis Castle was the key to obtaining it.
Chase… Well, Chase was in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn’t want to see him hurt, would do everything in her power to keep that from happening, but she couldn’t turn back now.
Her fingers went to her chest and she clutched the outline of the cross beneath her shirt. “Forgive me,” she whispered.
One of the windows on the far end of the top floor pushed
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