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Suddenly he pulled out and twisted to the side. He stroked
himself fast and hard. Streams of pale liquid jetted from his
cock, splashing on the ground beside her. As he panted
harshly, his movements slowed and finally stopped.
"You've never done this before?" He sounded doubtful.
"Does it matter?" Anxiety heightened her restlessness as
he righted his clothing. He was sated. Surely he didn't intend
to leave her wanting. "You seemed to enjoy it."
He spread his legs, helped her to her feet, and pulled her
between his thighs. "I enjoyed it very much. Now it's your
turn to be devoured."
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by Aubrey Ross
Chapter Three
Jarek stared up into Felise's flushed face, breathless and
torn. He longed to shed his disguise and tell her the truth. As
soon as her brother granted him permission, Jarek would
start courting Felise. With the Setti threat escalating, it was
imperative the Mystic Keepers and the Kingdom of Zylott join
forces. Their treaties and governmental declarations were to
be reinforced by the union of prominent parties.
Several such alliances had already formed. Lord Nyx had
bonded with Minuette, an elite Veil Keeper; and his brother
Tye had recently joined with Elita, Princess of the Order of
Light. The Kinson men were snatching up Keeper females,
and the Steering Committee wanted to balance the equation.
Tilden refused to consider such a match, so Jarek came to
Zylott in disguise to scout out the possibilities.
"Are you going to do more than stare?"
He smiled at her lightly mocking tone. A similar comment
had led to this exchange. "Infinitely more." He unlaced the
front of her gown. Felise's subtle beauty appealed to him far
more than Adara's smoldering sensuality. From the first
moment he'd seen the sisters, Jarek had gravitated toward
Felise. Her hair might be the color of flame, but innocence
surrounded her, adding to her mystique.
With the laces loosened, he eased the bodice from her
shoulders and down her arms. The garment beneath scooped
low over her breasts, her nipples creating distinct peaks in
the thin material. "You're so beautiful, little firebird." He
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circled her nipple with his index finger. Her eyelids lowered
and her lips parted. Did she enjoy light teasing caresses or
would she welcome a more commanding touch?
"Firebird?" She whispered the endearment. "I like that."
He watched her expression and her body's reaction as he
explored her soft flesh. His lovers called him Master not
because of his political station, but because of his command
over their pleasure. If Felise required a gentle hand, she
would never be content in his care. He could be patient and
creative, but his mate's passion would have to burn as
brightly as his.
Unable to free her breasts from the undergarment, Jarek
captured her nipple between his lips, suckling through the
thin material. She grasped his shoulders, low mewling sounds
escaping her throat. The harder he drew upon her nipple, the
more she squirmed. Oh, she liked it firm.
Her fingers tangled in his hair. "Please. I can wait no
longer."
Desire wound around him like a snake, tensing his
muscles, constricting his chest. Despite his recent release, his
cock hardened, ready for conquest, eager to feel her pussy
stretched around him.
He buried his face between her breasts, shaking with the
need to take her. This was neither the time nor the place. She
didn't even know his name. He would not claim her
maidenhead on a cold stone bench. When they joined for the
first time, it would mean more than mutual release. She
would accept who and what he was.
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Slipping to his knees, he drew her skirts up along her legs,
prolonging the motion, building the tension. Her sheer
stockings ended at mid-thigh. He paused to savor her smooth
skin, dipping his thumbs between, easing her thighs apart.
Cream had already soaked her panties. He rubbed her
mound through the damp material. Her thighs flexed and
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