open. Katya pulled back further into the shadows, making the branches rustle slightly, even though she was well concealed. She could see the outline of a man and knew it was Chase. Even from this distance she could feel the connection between them. It was if there was an invisible cord running from one to the other, allowing them to feel one another’s emotions and arousal.
Katya muttered a curse under her breath as the prickly sensation crept back over her skin. It had taken her the better part of three hours to get her body relaxed and feeling normal. Now that was gone, within five seconds of seeing Chase again. And she couldn’t really see him that well, more of just an outline, a shadow.
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He turned and the moonlight caught him. Katya sucked in her breath. He was naked. Every sculpted muscle was outlined. His head was tipped back, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his hand wrapped around his rather impressive erection.
She’d thought the dream had been graphic, but nothing had prepared her for this.
He was like some Greek god come to life. She swallowed hard, but couldn’t pull her gaze away as he continued to pleasure himself. Was he thinking about her or some other woman? Jealousy surged through her, followed by anger. He was hers.
She shook her head to try to clear the unfamiliar thoughts away. She’d never been jealous in her life, and furthermore, she had no reason to be. She’d only met the man once.
That didn’t seem to matter to her emotions or her body.
As she watched him, her body softened and swelled. The folds of her sex damped and thickened as they became engorged with blood. Her breast tightened, pressing against her clothing. Katya shifted slightly and then stilled. He’d see her if she wasn’t careful.
She wanted to look away, to break the spell that he’d spun between them, but all she could do was watch as his hand moved faster and faster. His low moan drifted across the night air as he came. Her inner muscles spasmed and she barely muffled a groan. She hung on grimly, her fingers scoring the bark, not stirring until she saw him move away from the window.
Only then did she allow herself to slump against the trunk of the tree. A branch rustled, reminding her of her precarious perch. Taking a moment to get control of herself, she swung carefully from the tree branch, shimmying her way down the trunk to the ground beneath.
She didn’t need to look at her watch to know that it was about an hour until sunrise. The sensible thing would be to head back to the inn and avoid having to face Olga’s cross-examination about where she’d been. That would be smart.
But Katya’s feet wouldn’t move in that direction. Her heart began to pound heavily in her chest. She knew. She knew as sure as she was standing there that Chase would soon be on his way to the meadow in the woods.
The night surrounded her, singing its unique song. An owl hooted, insects chirped and the light breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, releasing the perfume of the wildflowers that clustered around their base. She sensed an animal off to her left, but from the level of the noise, it was a small one. Everything was as it should be.
She should head back down the dirt road to town. That’s what she should do.
Silently, she turned her back on the road and melted into the surrounding forest.
A sense of urgency filled Chase as he headed up the trail behind the castle. Dawn was nearing and the sky was already beginning to lighten. Night hadn’t released its grip yet, but the morning was creeping closer with each step he took.
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His long legs ate up the distance as he hurried. A raven flew in front of him, squawking loudly. Chase ignored everything but the emotion burning in his chest.
Katya. She was out there and she was waiting for him.
He didn’t question how he knew this. He just accepted it.
Five more minutes and he’d be at the meadow.
Abruptly, he stopped. Slowly, he
Katya muttered a curse under her breath as the prickly sensation crept back over her skin. It had taken her the better part of three hours to get her body relaxed and feeling normal. Now that was gone, within five seconds of seeing Chase again. And she couldn’t really see him that well, more of just an outline, a shadow.
37
N.J. Walters
He turned and the moonlight caught him. Katya sucked in her breath. He was naked. Every sculpted muscle was outlined. His head was tipped back, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his hand wrapped around his rather impressive erection.
She’d thought the dream had been graphic, but nothing had prepared her for this.
He was like some Greek god come to life. She swallowed hard, but couldn’t pull her gaze away as he continued to pleasure himself. Was he thinking about her or some other woman? Jealousy surged through her, followed by anger. He was hers.
She shook her head to try to clear the unfamiliar thoughts away. She’d never been jealous in her life, and furthermore, she had no reason to be. She’d only met the man once.
That didn’t seem to matter to her emotions or her body.
As she watched him, her body softened and swelled. The folds of her sex damped and thickened as they became engorged with blood. Her breast tightened, pressing against her clothing. Katya shifted slightly and then stilled. He’d see her if she wasn’t careful.
She wanted to look away, to break the spell that he’d spun between them, but all she could do was watch as his hand moved faster and faster. His low moan drifted across the night air as he came. Her inner muscles spasmed and she barely muffled a groan. She hung on grimly, her fingers scoring the bark, not stirring until she saw him move away from the window.
Only then did she allow herself to slump against the trunk of the tree. A branch rustled, reminding her of her precarious perch. Taking a moment to get control of herself, she swung carefully from the tree branch, shimmying her way down the trunk to the ground beneath.
She didn’t need to look at her watch to know that it was about an hour until sunrise. The sensible thing would be to head back to the inn and avoid having to face Olga’s cross-examination about where she’d been. That would be smart.
But Katya’s feet wouldn’t move in that direction. Her heart began to pound heavily in her chest. She knew. She knew as sure as she was standing there that Chase would soon be on his way to the meadow in the woods.
The night surrounded her, singing its unique song. An owl hooted, insects chirped and the light breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, releasing the perfume of the wildflowers that clustered around their base. She sensed an animal off to her left, but from the level of the noise, it was a small one. Everything was as it should be.
She should head back down the dirt road to town. That’s what she should do.
Silently, she turned her back on the road and melted into the surrounding forest.
A sense of urgency filled Chase as he headed up the trail behind the castle. Dawn was nearing and the sky was already beginning to lighten. Night hadn’t released its grip yet, but the morning was creeping closer with each step he took.
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Endless Chase
His long legs ate up the distance as he hurried. A raven flew in front of him, squawking loudly. Chase ignored everything but the emotion burning in his chest.
Katya. She was out there and she was waiting for him.
He didn’t question how he knew this. He just accepted it.
Five more minutes and he’d be at the meadow.
Abruptly, he stopped. Slowly, he
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