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Afterwards, he did leave but only
because he’d almost fallen asleep cradled between her firm thighs.
“I went to my bed for sleep.”
    Vesa growled and Ramar found the sound cute
and far from scary. “You could have slept with me.”
    “But-”
    Vesa snapped a hand up. “Bah! Don’t tell me
of your Kabanian ways and lack of trust. If you want to make
amends, you’ll stay in the bed with me this time and spend the
night.”
    Ramar knew his mouth hung open and had to
consciously close it.
    She continued, diamond eyes glaring. “You can
sleep with your knife under your pillow in case I change my mind
and want to strangle you like I’m tempted to right now.”
    Ramar surprised himself when he let out a
rich laugh at her claim. “I am trusting your honor if you vow not
to slay me in my sleep if I do not satisfy you.”
    It was his biggest concern. He wanted to be
more for Vesa. He wanted to please her so she did not regret being
with him.
    For the first time in over a year, Ramar was
on the receiving end of Vesa’s full-blown smile. “I vow it and I
vow that we both shall find pleasure this night.”
    Such faith humbled him. Ramar took a deep
breath and released it. “I will stay in your bed through the
night.”
    Small fingers attacked his chest harness with
a nimbleness he’d not expected. He shifted his shoulders as she
withdrew his sheathed sword and turned to lay it carefully on her
table among her sewing items. Next, she worked the fastening of his
leathers. When her hands brushed his thickness, Ramar groaned
deep.
    Vesa glanced up and winked. “We’re getting
there.”
    She shoved his pants down stopping at his
boots. Motivated by her eagerness, Ramar steered her hands away to
finish the task until he stood naked before her. When Vesa
straightened and whipped her dress over her head, tossing it to the
floor with less care than she’d handled his weapon, his breath came
in light pants. Her Raasa body was as he remembered. Large
beautiful breasts, a curvy waist and full hips that led to long
legs. The lack of body hair left the smooth folds of her toque
bare.
    Vesa stepped closer to him and captured his
hands in hers, bringing them to the plump globes. Raasa females had
no nipples which had surprised him when he saw her undressed for
the first time but it didn’t stop her eyes from closing in pleasure
on a sharp inhale when she pressed his hands onto her. Encouraged,
Ramar brought their bodies together and lowered his head. That’s
when he noticed the small circular red mark on her neck.
    “What is this?” He eased a hand free of her
luscious body and tapped a finger along the edges of the
bruise.
    Vesa flinched then met his stare boldly.
“Maen kissed me.”
    Ramar’s instinct as rage boiled was to shove
her away and find the hapfe dung. He knew by the glint in her green
eyes that she expected such. Driving back his emotions proved hard
but he managed. Ramar smoothed his hands down her tempting body and
clasped her hips roughly until her loins fit snug against him. “He
will not mark you again. Only I shall have that pleasure. Now, show
me your kisses.”
    Vesa snickered but Ramar had no chance to
correct her. Soft lips pressed to his and her forked tongue teased
at his mouth until his lips parted. He swallowed her moan as their
hips rocked together and his hands clenched on her full buttocks.
Ramar’s toqa throbbed in need. He wanted release. Now
    “Come with me.” Vesa eased her mouth away,
lips damp and moved to her bed. She lay down on her back, legs
parted and curled her fingers in his direction.
    As if under a spell, Ramar followed and
kneeled over her. Black hair spread about her pillows and her
green, diamond-shaped eyes took on a glazed cast.
     
    ***
     
    Vesa
     
    Vesa’s breath stalled at his approach.
Ramar’s thick warrior build was as hard as she remembered. Taut
muscles defined his chest where the copper discs of his male
nipples taunted. Her gaze lingered on the ridges of