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Authors: Natalie Kristen
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he says raggedly, his deep brown
eyes filled with pain and conflict.
My heart is beating so hard against my chest. As he
pulls me closer, I can feel the heat spreading low in my belly. I
twist weakly in his grip. Why do I want him to let me go, yet never
let me go? This is the man who cuffed me and captured me for the
Emperor. This is the man who tried to protect my mother and me and
took a bullet in the shoulder for us. This is the man who held me in
his arms under the stars and walked with me towards the sunrise,
towards my fate. What does he want with me now?
“ Release me,” I whisper, my eyes burning.
His hands grip me tighter.
I glare up at him. You tried to save my mother. Why
won't you try to save me now?
“ I hate you,” I hiss, my tears falling.
He doesn't move his gaze or his hands away from me.
I can smell his scent on his jacket, feel the warmth of
his body against my bare skin. And it only makes my body heat up
more. I must be burning up inside. Burning with shame and rage.
“ Get your hands and your coat off me!” I
yell, shoving him away forcefully and throwing the jacket from my
shoulders. “You! You brought me here. And I'm sure it's not
for fun and games.” I gasp at my last three words. “Fun,
and games. Ah, there will be fun and games. But I won't be the one
having the fun. Or will I? Will I, Commander?”
When he doesn't reply, I laugh bitterly.
He kneels to pick up his jacket from my feet. I glare
at his dark, brown hair as he bows his head and closes his fingers
slowly over the stiff fabric. Even though the jacket is in his
grasp, he doesn't stand up straight away. He continues kneeling in
silence at my feet, his broad shoulders unmoving.
I feel his fingers brush lightly against the side of my
foot as he pulls the jacket to him. Still his knee doesn't rise from
the floor. I can hear him whisper under his breath, but I can't make
out the words.
I make to step away but his hands close around my ankle.
His touch is gentle but firm, the heat from his hand electrifying.
I inhale sharply as the electric charge courses up my leg to my very
core. He doesn't move his hand from my ankle, and my eyelids flutter
shut at the intense, unbearable ache that is pulsating through every
nerve in my body. My body is shaking and throbbing violently from
that one touch. I feel like I am about to burst into tears, or into
flames. Or both.
Jaxon stands up suddenly and grabs me by the waist. I
gasp as he pulls me flush against his hard body. Without a word, he
leans in and presses his lips to mine. I start to tremble as I wrap
my arms around his neck for support. His hand is on the small of my
back, pressing me firmly against him. My nails dig into the back of
his neck as I struggle, but as his kiss deepens, my eyes flutter
shut.
The searing heat of his touch, his kiss, makes me forget
my fears, my dread, my anger, my thoughts. Just an instant ago I was
burning up, about to explode. But now I'm just melting, melting
completely in his arms, in his kiss. My lips part as he presses me
closer, and I feel his thumb stroking my chin, my jaw, my cheek as
his lips move to taste me. His scent is all over me. My arms lower
from his neck and my hand presses over his heart, feeling it beat
strongly against my palm. His tongue meets mine tentatively. With a
fierce, staggered breath, the kiss intensifies, becoming hot and
desperate. My breasts are pressed against his solid chest, and my
nipples are aching, tingling from the friction between our bodies.
His hand slowly trails down my neck to rest on my breast. I arch my
back, wanting him to touch me. Very lightly, he runs his fingers
over my nipple and I cry out at the pleasure. He begins to thumb my
nipple through the thin brown cloth, teasing it to erection. He
moves his palm in slow circles over my other nipple, until both my
nipples are so hard and erect against his fingers. His thumb
continues flicking over my sensitized nipples, increasing his pace as
his kiss
eyes filled with pain and conflict.
My heart is beating so hard against my chest. As he
pulls me closer, I can feel the heat spreading low in my belly. I
twist weakly in his grip. Why do I want him to let me go, yet never
let me go? This is the man who cuffed me and captured me for the
Emperor. This is the man who tried to protect my mother and me and
took a bullet in the shoulder for us. This is the man who held me in
his arms under the stars and walked with me towards the sunrise,
towards my fate. What does he want with me now?
“ Release me,” I whisper, my eyes burning.
His hands grip me tighter.
I glare up at him. You tried to save my mother. Why
won't you try to save me now?
“ I hate you,” I hiss, my tears falling.
He doesn't move his gaze or his hands away from me.
I can smell his scent on his jacket, feel the warmth of
his body against my bare skin. And it only makes my body heat up
more. I must be burning up inside. Burning with shame and rage.
“ Get your hands and your coat off me!” I
yell, shoving him away forcefully and throwing the jacket from my
shoulders. “You! You brought me here. And I'm sure it's not
for fun and games.” I gasp at my last three words. “Fun,
and games. Ah, there will be fun and games. But I won't be the one
having the fun. Or will I? Will I, Commander?”
When he doesn't reply, I laugh bitterly.
He kneels to pick up his jacket from my feet. I glare
at his dark, brown hair as he bows his head and closes his fingers
slowly over the stiff fabric. Even though the jacket is in his
grasp, he doesn't stand up straight away. He continues kneeling in
silence at my feet, his broad shoulders unmoving.
I feel his fingers brush lightly against the side of my
foot as he pulls the jacket to him. Still his knee doesn't rise from
the floor. I can hear him whisper under his breath, but I can't make
out the words.
I make to step away but his hands close around my ankle.
His touch is gentle but firm, the heat from his hand electrifying.
I inhale sharply as the electric charge courses up my leg to my very
core. He doesn't move his hand from my ankle, and my eyelids flutter
shut at the intense, unbearable ache that is pulsating through every
nerve in my body. My body is shaking and throbbing violently from
that one touch. I feel like I am about to burst into tears, or into
flames. Or both.
Jaxon stands up suddenly and grabs me by the waist. I
gasp as he pulls me flush against his hard body. Without a word, he
leans in and presses his lips to mine. I start to tremble as I wrap
my arms around his neck for support. His hand is on the small of my
back, pressing me firmly against him. My nails dig into the back of
his neck as I struggle, but as his kiss deepens, my eyes flutter
shut.
The searing heat of his touch, his kiss, makes me forget
my fears, my dread, my anger, my thoughts. Just an instant ago I was
burning up, about to explode. But now I'm just melting, melting
completely in his arms, in his kiss. My lips part as he presses me
closer, and I feel his thumb stroking my chin, my jaw, my cheek as
his lips move to taste me. His scent is all over me. My arms lower
from his neck and my hand presses over his heart, feeling it beat
strongly against my palm. His tongue meets mine tentatively. With a
fierce, staggered breath, the kiss intensifies, becoming hot and
desperate. My breasts are pressed against his solid chest, and my
nipples are aching, tingling from the friction between our bodies.
His hand slowly trails down my neck to rest on my breast. I arch my
back, wanting him to touch me. Very lightly, he runs his fingers
over my nipple and I cry out at the pleasure. He begins to thumb my
nipple through the thin brown cloth, teasing it to erection. He
moves his palm in slow circles over my other nipple, until both my
nipples are so hard and erect against his fingers. His thumb
continues flicking over my sensitized nipples, increasing his pace as
his kiss
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