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tongue, pressing upward in her sex with his fingers as if he knew exactly how it felt. As she moaned and tensed, she was overwhelmed at the pleasure building back and forth between them. The mixture of his pleasure and her own sent her over the edge. Arching, she screamed hoarsely and felt her sex pulse as wave after wave of intense pleasure went through her. She went rigid and then collapsed with relief.
As the waves gradually died, she felt Tair finally lift his head. She was too relaxed to move, so she lay there staring at the ceiling. She would deal with what had happened in a minute or maybe an hour. She would be Killer Kate Carson in a minute. Right now, she was content to be an amoeba.
Tair had found his own release when Kate went over the edge. Their combined pleasure had been too much for his control. He felt as if every drop of energy in his body had been drained. In slow movements, he crawled weakly up beside her. Using his last bit of energy, he turned onto his side and wrapped an arm across her stomach. He waited as they both lay there breathing harshly in the silence of the room.
Kate’s brain re-engaged slowly. It wasn’t easy with her body still flushed and relaxed, but she knew she needed to concentrate. Sex was not supposed to be so powerful and all-consuming. It was supposed to be pleasurably intense, nothing more. This had been beyond her scope of experience.
She knew she should feel worried, but it was hard when she felt so good. Giving herself a good mental shake, she forced herself to examine the facts. He had merged with her. And she had agreed to it.
With a touch of bite in her voice directed more at herself than at him, she said, “I guess you won this particular battle.”
Tair’s brain was beginning to function better, too. She had stunned him. He couldn’t believe the effect she had on his senses. The taste of her, the feel of her, was incredible. She could set him on fire with a mere look. Seeing her so totally lost to his touch had moved him emotionally, too.
Being so far inside her mind had been unbelievably pleasurable. Her inner beauty was an incredible wonder. The ache to claim her body was like a living thing inside him. He was not pleased to be so intensely affected. With a self-derisive smile, he said, “I am not sure either of us won.”
Kate moved her head to look at him. She would have thought he would be crowing and acting impossibly arrogant by now. She studied him in silence for a moment and then asked, “What do you mean?”
Tair looked away from her thoughtful gaze and stared at the wall. In a self-mocking voice, he said, “Kate, I am not interested in anything beyond friendship and great sex. I will cherish you as my pactmate and then as my pledgemate, but I do not want to fall in love with anyone, including you. Ever.”
Fragile hope, newly born and unspoken even to herself, died swiftly at his words. Of course, he didn’t want to love her. She didn’t want to love him either. The whole idea was preposterous.
With chilly emphasis she said, “I don’t recall asking for your love. I was merely referring to the merge. It seems to me you’re too familiar with clinging, brainless females. I have no interest in anything beyond a brief two-week affair. We can have sexual fun without intercourse and without emotion. You’re the one you who brought up infantile emotions like love.”
Her eyes were ice cold and her body was rigid beneath his arm. Tair felt his own heart clutch as the hurt his words caused passed over him. He gave a mental sigh and wondered how to explain without doing further damage.
He felt uncomfortable and unsure how to proceed. Searching for words, he said, “I meant I did not expect to feel so intensely affected by you. It is not of my choosing.”
Kate felt her heart lodge in her throat. A feeling of warmth surged that had nothing to do with desire. This emotional stuff was too much on her nerves. She did not believe in morning-after
As the waves gradually died, she felt Tair finally lift his head. She was too relaxed to move, so she lay there staring at the ceiling. She would deal with what had happened in a minute or maybe an hour. She would be Killer Kate Carson in a minute. Right now, she was content to be an amoeba.
Tair had found his own release when Kate went over the edge. Their combined pleasure had been too much for his control. He felt as if every drop of energy in his body had been drained. In slow movements, he crawled weakly up beside her. Using his last bit of energy, he turned onto his side and wrapped an arm across her stomach. He waited as they both lay there breathing harshly in the silence of the room.
Kate’s brain re-engaged slowly. It wasn’t easy with her body still flushed and relaxed, but she knew she needed to concentrate. Sex was not supposed to be so powerful and all-consuming. It was supposed to be pleasurably intense, nothing more. This had been beyond her scope of experience.
She knew she should feel worried, but it was hard when she felt so good. Giving herself a good mental shake, she forced herself to examine the facts. He had merged with her. And she had agreed to it.
With a touch of bite in her voice directed more at herself than at him, she said, “I guess you won this particular battle.”
Tair’s brain was beginning to function better, too. She had stunned him. He couldn’t believe the effect she had on his senses. The taste of her, the feel of her, was incredible. She could set him on fire with a mere look. Seeing her so totally lost to his touch had moved him emotionally, too.
Being so far inside her mind had been unbelievably pleasurable. Her inner beauty was an incredible wonder. The ache to claim her body was like a living thing inside him. He was not pleased to be so intensely affected. With a self-derisive smile, he said, “I am not sure either of us won.”
Kate moved her head to look at him. She would have thought he would be crowing and acting impossibly arrogant by now. She studied him in silence for a moment and then asked, “What do you mean?”
Tair looked away from her thoughtful gaze and stared at the wall. In a self-mocking voice, he said, “Kate, I am not interested in anything beyond friendship and great sex. I will cherish you as my pactmate and then as my pledgemate, but I do not want to fall in love with anyone, including you. Ever.”
Fragile hope, newly born and unspoken even to herself, died swiftly at his words. Of course, he didn’t want to love her. She didn’t want to love him either. The whole idea was preposterous.
With chilly emphasis she said, “I don’t recall asking for your love. I was merely referring to the merge. It seems to me you’re too familiar with clinging, brainless females. I have no interest in anything beyond a brief two-week affair. We can have sexual fun without intercourse and without emotion. You’re the one you who brought up infantile emotions like love.”
Her eyes were ice cold and her body was rigid beneath his arm. Tair felt his own heart clutch as the hurt his words caused passed over him. He gave a mental sigh and wondered how to explain without doing further damage.
He felt uncomfortable and unsure how to proceed. Searching for words, he said, “I meant I did not expect to feel so intensely affected by you. It is not of my choosing.”
Kate felt her heart lodge in her throat. A feeling of warmth surged that had nothing to do with desire. This emotional stuff was too much on her nerves. She did not believe in morning-after
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