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itself between her teeth, sucked into her own hot mouth,
and the feel of her tongue pressed against him had his body hard
and begging in the space of a heartbeat.
    Her hands stroked through his hair,
sensitizing each strand. He returned the favor and lay his hands on
her back, her skin warm through the thin material of her shirt.
With slow movements he stroked along the curve of her spine, only
to have her make such a needy little mewling noise that the urge to
strip her overwhelmed him. He pulled his mouth away from hers. “I
want to touch your skin.”
    She must have agreed with the sentiment if
the speed at which she drew her shirt over her head was any
indication. Her red hair lay stark against her naked shoulders and
over the bindings across her breasts.
    She looked a bit frailer than he imagined.
With her strength of both body and will, she loomed larger in his
mind’s eye. Seeing her as she truly was brought him up short.
    Kira must have sensed his reservations. She
took his hand, brought it to her mouth. With gentle nibbles and
quick flicks of her tongue, she mesmerized him and a desperate need
bloomed in him, one that must be satisfied.
    When her mouth was finished, she placed his
hand on the edge of her bindings. She smiled, that perfect
smile.
    This is going to happen.
    Yes, it is .
    He smiled back.

Chapter Nine
     
     
    Seth leaned in to kiss her, his fingers
wrapped around the corner of her bindings. Kira welcomed the return
of his mouth, but this kiss didn’t have the questioning edge of
their first or the blinding heat of the second.
    This kiss was coming home. This kiss was
about fitting together as they always had, two friends on their way
to being lovers.
    Tears seeped from behind her eyelids and she
closed them tighter, forbidding them to fall. No. One night
was all she was going to have. She refused to let it be touched by
regret. That was later. Now was only the making of the memory.
    The bed was soft and the fire warm, but
beyond that her senses only knew Seth. His dark hair was so soft
under the pads of her fingertips, almost tickling as she swept her
hands through.
    He broke off the kiss slowly with small
kisses to ease away. His gaze left hers to fix on where his hand
lay on her chest, and it was only then that she realized his skin
was several shades darker than her own, a testament to his love of
the outdoors and the fact that she did not share it.
    And then his fingers pulled. Around and
around, the wrapping came undone. With its constriction gone, her
breathing should have gotten easier, but it was still hard to take
in air; her chest still fought for oxygen, all because of the
reverent, half-lidded look in his eyes.
    The strip of cloth fell to the bed. He
swallowed, licked his lips. With tentative movements, he cupped her
breast in his palm and squeezed the malleable flesh.
    His palm was rough, but the resulting
friction sent shivers through her, concentrating in a strange,
languid sensation between her thighs. “Oh.”
    He growled in his throat at her exclamation,
a sound she’d never heard before, and brought the other hand to cup
her as well. He massaged both of her breasts, flicking his thumb
over the nipples, and watched as they firmed into stiff little
points. He bent down and drew the right one into his mouth.
    The friction was nothing compared to the
moist sucking he subjected her breast to, and her slight shivers
gradually became arching her back and pushing herself into his
mouth in order to get every inch of him she could. Seth responded
in kind, pulling her in harder and even beginning to use the light
graze of his teeth.
    “This is good,” she said, voice breathy.
“Very good.”
    He released one nipple. “I’ll keep that in
mind,” he said and went to the other breast to do the same.
    She raked her nails down his back, gratified
when he released her breast and a small hiss escaped his mouth. She
pulled him back up to kiss him hard, demanding he allow her
entrance. With