relief swamping her in waves. “Why didn’t you give it to him?”
Al lowered the shirt and lined up the shoulder corners precisely in a fold, his smile fading fast. “He was arrested last fall, during a raid on a rebel nest.”
“I’m sorry.” Talk about taking the mythic wind out of a person.
“Yeah, me too.” Al handed the t-shirt back.
When Ella reached for it—her damn towel dropped to the floor.
Seven
K empor Aleksander thought he’d seen all the sexiest females within a hundred mile radius. Voted Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda fifteen years in a row by Mythic Magazine, the woods crawled with hungry babes. Nothing in his vast experience prepared him for the sight that literally blossomed in front of him.
Lush creamy breasts with raspberry nipples his lips quivered to taste. When she turned away, the round curves of her smooth backside presented themselves. Such a delightfully naughty expanse of flesh, it called him to take strokes with strong passes of his hand.
Kolasi! Dammit, he was in his true form . Oh Pan, why do you taunt me so?
Ella squealed and turned a bright shade of pink. She made a grab for her fallen towel.
Alek didn’t even think, he reached out and grasped her by the arm. He splayed his front hooves and drew her wriggling body closer.
“Al, stop it. I’m naked.”
“Yes, Kalos. You are.” He called her beautiful in the old language, because she was—and more. Satin divine slid beneath his palm as his free hand moved across her back. The way she twisted to gain the damned towel made him smile.
“What are you doing? Let me cover up.” Ella’s face flamed. She stared at him in disbelief.
Alek ignored her protests. She didn’t come across as if her life depended on it. In fact, if he read the smoky haze in her pale blue eyes correctly, she was every bit turned on as him—perhaps more.
The very thought swished his tail.
To test his expert theory, deduced from twenty decades of hands-on experience, Alek lifted Ella’s arm to curl about his neck and gathered her nude body to his. Instant gratification exploded when her soft belly pressed to his. Slowly swaying, he caressed her with the fur between his forelegs.
Meat Wrench, his below-the-flanks buddy, leapt in excitement and threatened to swell.
With her every twist and mewling squirm, his arousal grew harder to fight. Frustrated, Alek stomped a rear hoof. It was the wrong time to be in his equine body. “You’ve driven me crazy all night.”
At his words, she stilled in his arms, her eyes reflected surprise.
The soft flesh of her curvaceous bottom felt like velvet to his eager touch as he massaged little circles on the plump cheek.
“Why me? You could have had any female there.” Tentative and insecure, her small hand slid over his ribs and covered his pounding heart.
I could get lost in her eyes. Her wide, innocent eyes blinked, slightly frightened and uncertain.
“I didn’t want them, Sweet-thing. I want you.” He dipped his head, bringing his lips closer to hers. “They don’t have what you have.”
Ella’s tongue snuck out and wet her bottom lip.
When it appeared she might question him further, Alek swooped in and crushed her mouth to his.
Her chin tipped up, tumbling a mane of long red tresses down her back.
The wet strands caught in his fingers as he reached for more caresses to her smooth bottom.
She tried to separate, but he held tight, slanting a kiss that began soft and searching, then soon escalated into hard and hungry.
The time for talk was over.
A sigh of pleasure escaped her parted lips.
He drove his tongue into her warm wet mouth again and again.
Bloody toes of Bacchus!
Ella tasted sweeter than dandelion wine, spiced with hints of untold delight. His yearning lodged between his hind legs, where it threatened to swell. The pulse grew until spiraling sensations overtook him. Feelings, he had no business experiencing, given his current physical state.
Just a little
Al lowered the shirt and lined up the shoulder corners precisely in a fold, his smile fading fast. “He was arrested last fall, during a raid on a rebel nest.”
“I’m sorry.” Talk about taking the mythic wind out of a person.
“Yeah, me too.” Al handed the t-shirt back.
When Ella reached for it—her damn towel dropped to the floor.
Seven
K empor Aleksander thought he’d seen all the sexiest females within a hundred mile radius. Voted Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda fifteen years in a row by Mythic Magazine, the woods crawled with hungry babes. Nothing in his vast experience prepared him for the sight that literally blossomed in front of him.
Lush creamy breasts with raspberry nipples his lips quivered to taste. When she turned away, the round curves of her smooth backside presented themselves. Such a delightfully naughty expanse of flesh, it called him to take strokes with strong passes of his hand.
Kolasi! Dammit, he was in his true form . Oh Pan, why do you taunt me so?
Ella squealed and turned a bright shade of pink. She made a grab for her fallen towel.
Alek didn’t even think, he reached out and grasped her by the arm. He splayed his front hooves and drew her wriggling body closer.
“Al, stop it. I’m naked.”
“Yes, Kalos. You are.” He called her beautiful in the old language, because she was—and more. Satin divine slid beneath his palm as his free hand moved across her back. The way she twisted to gain the damned towel made him smile.
“What are you doing? Let me cover up.” Ella’s face flamed. She stared at him in disbelief.
Alek ignored her protests. She didn’t come across as if her life depended on it. In fact, if he read the smoky haze in her pale blue eyes correctly, she was every bit turned on as him—perhaps more.
The very thought swished his tail.
To test his expert theory, deduced from twenty decades of hands-on experience, Alek lifted Ella’s arm to curl about his neck and gathered her nude body to his. Instant gratification exploded when her soft belly pressed to his. Slowly swaying, he caressed her with the fur between his forelegs.
Meat Wrench, his below-the-flanks buddy, leapt in excitement and threatened to swell.
With her every twist and mewling squirm, his arousal grew harder to fight. Frustrated, Alek stomped a rear hoof. It was the wrong time to be in his equine body. “You’ve driven me crazy all night.”
At his words, she stilled in his arms, her eyes reflected surprise.
The soft flesh of her curvaceous bottom felt like velvet to his eager touch as he massaged little circles on the plump cheek.
“Why me? You could have had any female there.” Tentative and insecure, her small hand slid over his ribs and covered his pounding heart.
I could get lost in her eyes. Her wide, innocent eyes blinked, slightly frightened and uncertain.
“I didn’t want them, Sweet-thing. I want you.” He dipped his head, bringing his lips closer to hers. “They don’t have what you have.”
Ella’s tongue snuck out and wet her bottom lip.
When it appeared she might question him further, Alek swooped in and crushed her mouth to his.
Her chin tipped up, tumbling a mane of long red tresses down her back.
The wet strands caught in his fingers as he reached for more caresses to her smooth bottom.
She tried to separate, but he held tight, slanting a kiss that began soft and searching, then soon escalated into hard and hungry.
The time for talk was over.
A sigh of pleasure escaped her parted lips.
He drove his tongue into her warm wet mouth again and again.
Bloody toes of Bacchus!
Ella tasted sweeter than dandelion wine, spiced with hints of untold delight. His yearning lodged between his hind legs, where it threatened to swell. The pulse grew until spiraling sensations overtook him. Feelings, he had no business experiencing, given his current physical state.
Just a little
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