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Authors: Viola Grace
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growled. “Your name, wood nymph. Now .”
The deep-throated sound caressed her like a piece of raw silk. She shivered. “Lysette.”
* * * *
“As beautiful as I thought.” Arrden lowered his head and grazed the tip of his nose from the swell of her breast, over her chest and up her throat to her lips where his tongue delivered a slow sensual stroke across the lush red entrance. The desire to kiss her again was strong, but he pulled back and gazed down at her lovely face, believing patience was more prudent. “We met twenty years ago.”
She shuddered. “We did?”
“Mmhmm.” His intent to seduce, he whispered, “Yes, little one. Twenty years ago you stood in my domain and sought a favor. When I asked what you would give me if I granted your requests, you agreed to anything in exchange for my protection from the wolves.” He smirked as realization crept across her lovely face.
* * * *
Gooseflesh scattered over her entire body and heat pooled in her lower belly. The memory of the clump of leaves poured over her in a rush and the very same moss green eyes Lysette gazed into at this moment captivated her soul. “Those eyes…” His nod slow, his smile wry, she stared. “I was a child .”
“And now you’re a beautiful woman. I ask you to let me make love with you and pleasure you as no man ever has before.”
Stunned, she gaped. “You expect a terrified child’s word to stand all these years later?”
He grimaced. “No. What I expect is the woman in my arms to make a decision. I merely pointed out our previous meeting.”
Impossible to deny how good his body felt against her or that his handsomeness alone aroused her like nothing before, she bartered for time in hopes of an escape. “Only if you give me your name.”
“Fair enough. I am the living breathing forest. I am the forest lord, Arrden. It is my job to protect the wooded realm you stand in and I can never leave it. You are perfectly safe from me outside of the woods.”
Lysette shifted, but the fact his attention remained keen to her every action assured her escape was impossible. “I’m in a fairy tale.” She studied him. As of this point, the man did her no harm and his interest fascinated her. The earthen scent coaxed her to wiggle her body against him. “Do you agree to stop when I say? Oh , and no pain.”
Arrden rubbed her cheek with his. “I will stop at your command and there is no pleasure in pain for one as lovely as you.” He sat up, eased her slippers from her feet and proffered his palm. “Stand while I admire you.”
“Are you so sure you’ll like what you see?”
“If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be pursuing you here and now.” He wiggled his fingertips. “Please?”
Lysette accepted his offer and stood. Apprehensive, she struggled to keep her breaths even, but lost the battle. “No one ever did this before.”
Arrden came to his feet. “No one ever realized how beautiful you are.”
“This is making me nervous.”
* * * *
“Close your eyes and feel what I do, sweet wood nymph.” His every touch reverent, Arrden slid his hands under the straps of her sundress, eased the bands of material from her shoulders and admired the silken smoothness of her flesh while his palms glided to rest on her waist. Ever so gentle, he gathered the fabric and tugged the garment down her body. He smiled when it pooled at her feet and no longer shielded her from his gaze. “So beautiful.”
Lysette shivered. “Arrden—”
He pressed a gentle forefinger over her lips. “Hush and trust me, Lysette.” He eyed the front clasp of her bra, ascertained its operation and released its grip. Careful in his movements, he eased her full bosoms free of the confining contraption and cupped the supple mounds. The undergarment hit the ground. Large pink areolas boasted perky nipples, which demanded his attention. His kiss on the hardened peak an enticement, he encircled the pebbled bud with his lips.
“Oh
The deep-throated sound caressed her like a piece of raw silk. She shivered. “Lysette.”
* * * *
“As beautiful as I thought.” Arrden lowered his head and grazed the tip of his nose from the swell of her breast, over her chest and up her throat to her lips where his tongue delivered a slow sensual stroke across the lush red entrance. The desire to kiss her again was strong, but he pulled back and gazed down at her lovely face, believing patience was more prudent. “We met twenty years ago.”
She shuddered. “We did?”
“Mmhmm.” His intent to seduce, he whispered, “Yes, little one. Twenty years ago you stood in my domain and sought a favor. When I asked what you would give me if I granted your requests, you agreed to anything in exchange for my protection from the wolves.” He smirked as realization crept across her lovely face.
* * * *
Gooseflesh scattered over her entire body and heat pooled in her lower belly. The memory of the clump of leaves poured over her in a rush and the very same moss green eyes Lysette gazed into at this moment captivated her soul. “Those eyes…” His nod slow, his smile wry, she stared. “I was a child .”
“And now you’re a beautiful woman. I ask you to let me make love with you and pleasure you as no man ever has before.”
Stunned, she gaped. “You expect a terrified child’s word to stand all these years later?”
He grimaced. “No. What I expect is the woman in my arms to make a decision. I merely pointed out our previous meeting.”
Impossible to deny how good his body felt against her or that his handsomeness alone aroused her like nothing before, she bartered for time in hopes of an escape. “Only if you give me your name.”
“Fair enough. I am the living breathing forest. I am the forest lord, Arrden. It is my job to protect the wooded realm you stand in and I can never leave it. You are perfectly safe from me outside of the woods.”
Lysette shifted, but the fact his attention remained keen to her every action assured her escape was impossible. “I’m in a fairy tale.” She studied him. As of this point, the man did her no harm and his interest fascinated her. The earthen scent coaxed her to wiggle her body against him. “Do you agree to stop when I say? Oh , and no pain.”
Arrden rubbed her cheek with his. “I will stop at your command and there is no pleasure in pain for one as lovely as you.” He sat up, eased her slippers from her feet and proffered his palm. “Stand while I admire you.”
“Are you so sure you’ll like what you see?”
“If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be pursuing you here and now.” He wiggled his fingertips. “Please?”
Lysette accepted his offer and stood. Apprehensive, she struggled to keep her breaths even, but lost the battle. “No one ever did this before.”
Arrden came to his feet. “No one ever realized how beautiful you are.”
“This is making me nervous.”
* * * *
“Close your eyes and feel what I do, sweet wood nymph.” His every touch reverent, Arrden slid his hands under the straps of her sundress, eased the bands of material from her shoulders and admired the silken smoothness of her flesh while his palms glided to rest on her waist. Ever so gentle, he gathered the fabric and tugged the garment down her body. He smiled when it pooled at her feet and no longer shielded her from his gaze. “So beautiful.”
Lysette shivered. “Arrden—”
He pressed a gentle forefinger over her lips. “Hush and trust me, Lysette.” He eyed the front clasp of her bra, ascertained its operation and released its grip. Careful in his movements, he eased her full bosoms free of the confining contraption and cupped the supple mounds. The undergarment hit the ground. Large pink areolas boasted perky nipples, which demanded his attention. His kiss on the hardened peak an enticement, he encircled the pebbled bud with his lips.
“Oh
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