just the same. Because he was in my mind, he knew just where to touch, caress, nibble. And for how long. And with what intensity.
I was still learning to do the same for him, but it was far easier for me to lose focus, to immerse myself in his and my sensations, not knowing where I ended and he began.
His soft chuckle sounded in my thoughts as he pushed me back against the pillow. The comb clattered against the nightstand. Must you analyze everything?
God, I was doing that, wasn’t I? I bit back a self-conscious smile as sure fingers slipped under my robe and deftly worked their way up my side to stroke my breasts. Perfectly. Absolutely—
Oh, Sully. My mental plea was infused with a moan of delight.
So was his, because he wasn’t the only one with deft fingers. Mmm, Chasidah.
His lips moved from my neck to my mouth, his kiss hard, deep, and demanding. He knew when I was tired and wanted it gentle and slow.
This wasn’t one of those times.
I returned his kiss with equal intensity. He tasted like the tea we’d shared a half hour before. I sensed his intoxication with the citrusy scent of my shampoo. Our awareness mixed, melded. Flowed.
Passion surged, flaring, spreading from between my thighs and his, skin slick now. His roughness. My velvet dampness that needed… Oh, God. Yes. Right there. Like that, like …
I arched into his hand, as much aware of my own readiness as I was of his need, his desire. We pulsed, throbbed, spiraled, lost in a pleasure that drew us upward. It felt as if a thousand wings beat in a sensual trembling over my body, the sensation so exquisite I longed to cry out, but could only gasp his name.
“Gabriel—”
Chasidah. Love. Trust me.
With my heart. With my life. Gabriel—
I was on the edge. So was he. I recognized a silken heat twining tightly through us. The energies of the Kyi intensifying everything yet cocooning us in its powerful, tender grasp. But it was stronger than last time, or any other time. My breath caught hard at its unexpected potency but I wanted more. More of Gabriel, more of whatever this was I felt now. I didn’t know it. I didn’t recognize it. But I wanted it. Dear God, I wanted him, I wanted this power…
Yes, love. Take it with me.
Our bodies surged, joining. Our thoughts spun together like colors on a wheeling palette. Our senses reached to infinity and everywhere we touched, pleasure exploded, a million stars dancing behind my eyelids. Wave after wave urged me higher than I’d ever been. And what small part of my mind could still piece together a rational thought wondered how and why this was so.
But then that thought was gone. There was no more thought. There was only Gabriel, there was only love as a molten, flowing substance, searing pleasure into my soul. Into Chasidah. Into Gabriel. Into ky’sara and ky’sal .
The galaxy whirled around us. Gabriel plucked a twinkling star and pressed it into my hand. His eyes were infinite darkness lit by a thousand galaxies shining in their depths.
I want to give you everything. I can, now. If you trust me.
I love you, I told him. I closed my fingers around the star.
He covered my hand with his. His voice was rough, aching with tenderness. All that I am, is yours.
All that I am is……yours.
When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, I peeked through fluttering lashes at the bedside clock. Almost four hours. We’d been making love for almost four hours. We—
Hush, Chasidah. Gabriel brushed the side of my face with his fingers.
My eyes closed.
Then they opened, the pungent, insistent aroma of hot tea nudging my body awake. I checked the red numbers again. Another four hours had passed. Time to get up, get back to my duties, check on what Gregor had done—
Stars be praised, last night had been incredible. The sensations washed over me. Not like last night’s riptide. This was simply a memory, but it was enough to set my body tingling. I sucked in a deep breath and watched Sully pad into the
I was still learning to do the same for him, but it was far easier for me to lose focus, to immerse myself in his and my sensations, not knowing where I ended and he began.
His soft chuckle sounded in my thoughts as he pushed me back against the pillow. The comb clattered against the nightstand. Must you analyze everything?
God, I was doing that, wasn’t I? I bit back a self-conscious smile as sure fingers slipped under my robe and deftly worked their way up my side to stroke my breasts. Perfectly. Absolutely—
Oh, Sully. My mental plea was infused with a moan of delight.
So was his, because he wasn’t the only one with deft fingers. Mmm, Chasidah.
His lips moved from my neck to my mouth, his kiss hard, deep, and demanding. He knew when I was tired and wanted it gentle and slow.
This wasn’t one of those times.
I returned his kiss with equal intensity. He tasted like the tea we’d shared a half hour before. I sensed his intoxication with the citrusy scent of my shampoo. Our awareness mixed, melded. Flowed.
Passion surged, flaring, spreading from between my thighs and his, skin slick now. His roughness. My velvet dampness that needed… Oh, God. Yes. Right there. Like that, like …
I arched into his hand, as much aware of my own readiness as I was of his need, his desire. We pulsed, throbbed, spiraled, lost in a pleasure that drew us upward. It felt as if a thousand wings beat in a sensual trembling over my body, the sensation so exquisite I longed to cry out, but could only gasp his name.
“Gabriel—”
Chasidah. Love. Trust me.
With my heart. With my life. Gabriel—
I was on the edge. So was he. I recognized a silken heat twining tightly through us. The energies of the Kyi intensifying everything yet cocooning us in its powerful, tender grasp. But it was stronger than last time, or any other time. My breath caught hard at its unexpected potency but I wanted more. More of Gabriel, more of whatever this was I felt now. I didn’t know it. I didn’t recognize it. But I wanted it. Dear God, I wanted him, I wanted this power…
Yes, love. Take it with me.
Our bodies surged, joining. Our thoughts spun together like colors on a wheeling palette. Our senses reached to infinity and everywhere we touched, pleasure exploded, a million stars dancing behind my eyelids. Wave after wave urged me higher than I’d ever been. And what small part of my mind could still piece together a rational thought wondered how and why this was so.
But then that thought was gone. There was no more thought. There was only Gabriel, there was only love as a molten, flowing substance, searing pleasure into my soul. Into Chasidah. Into Gabriel. Into ky’sara and ky’sal .
The galaxy whirled around us. Gabriel plucked a twinkling star and pressed it into my hand. His eyes were infinite darkness lit by a thousand galaxies shining in their depths.
I want to give you everything. I can, now. If you trust me.
I love you, I told him. I closed my fingers around the star.
He covered my hand with his. His voice was rough, aching with tenderness. All that I am, is yours.
All that I am is……yours.
When the waves of pleasure finally subsided, I peeked through fluttering lashes at the bedside clock. Almost four hours. We’d been making love for almost four hours. We—
Hush, Chasidah. Gabriel brushed the side of my face with his fingers.
My eyes closed.
Then they opened, the pungent, insistent aroma of hot tea nudging my body awake. I checked the red numbers again. Another four hours had passed. Time to get up, get back to my duties, check on what Gregor had done—
Stars be praised, last night had been incredible. The sensations washed over me. Not like last night’s riptide. This was simply a memory, but it was enough to set my body tingling. I sucked in a deep breath and watched Sully pad into the
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