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tilted the edge of her goblet down and drew it from her without touching her hand. She jerked in alarm.
“It’s time, Nadja.”
“Time?”
Olek’s eyes dipped down over her form clad in the traditional silk. His eyes overwhelmed her as they leisurely consumed her with his hunger. After his heated inspection was finished and she was trembling uncontrollably, he didn’t need to answer her.
“Can you get the lights at least?” Nadja twisted her hands.
“There is no point, little solarflower. I can see in the dark. Now, come.” Olek stepped back, his eyes drawing her forward with his will as he led her to the center of the room onto the soft fur rugs. When he stopped, Nadja stepped to him. He took his hand and held it above her hair, drawing it over her face without touching. She closed her eyes, feeling his heat but not his touch. Olek moved over her neck and chest, down over her stomach and back up again. When he stopped, she opened her eyes, amazed that she could feel so much without even being touched.
In a low murmur that sent chills over her, Olek said, “You are beautiful. There is no need for shame. Take off your gown for me.” Seeing the look in his eyes, a passionate spark that was all for her, she couldn’t refuse him. First, she kicked off her slippers. Her toes dug into the softness of the fur.
Next, she slowly lifted her hand to her side. Nadja studied his eyes as she moved.
Tugging at the silk bodice, she pulled the strapless top down. Instantly a breast was freed.
His nostrils flared slightly, but he didn’t look down. The crystal pulsated its spell around them. Freeing the other breast, she slowly pulled the gown down to her waist. She hesitated. The tent was warm, but the heat radiating off her new husband was all she felt and her back became chilled without Olek’s fire. His eyes seemed to lighten, coloring with a golden hue. She blinked and the look was gone. Surely, it had been the reflection of torchlight.
“Finish,” Olek whispered, urging her on. The word sent a breath over her skin.
Nadja gulped. Leaning over, she pulled down the gown. Soon she was standing, clad in only her lace panties.
Olek, keeping his gaze steady, took a step back from her. As he put distance between them, he let his eyes travel down. He couldn’t speak. The breath caught in his throat. She was in perfect feminine shape. Her body was toned with muscle, yet with just enough female softness to the curves as not to make her look hard. Her flat stomach pulled against her hip bones, creating a delight for the eyes as the lace clung to her hips.
He already had seen her slender arms and most of her legs, but they too added to the wistful, wood sprite image before him.
Observing the long length of her legs, leading from her small ankles all the way to her hips, he felt his body quake. These were legs that would easily wrap around a man and hold him inside her.
“Am…?” Nadja couldn’t finish. When Olek looked up, he saw her face was down and turned from him. Her pale cheeks were colored to the brightest of embarrassed pinks.
The cascading curls of her soft brown hair spilled over her shoulders, coming forward to hide a delectable breast from view.
“You’re lovely, solarflower.” His voice was hoarse with his rampant desire.
“Now, take off the rest.”
Nadja couldn’t make herself look at him. Uneasily, she pulled her panties off her hips and kicked them off to the side, baring herself completely. No one had ever seen her naked, save for the beauty droids who had pampered her--and they never cared.
Olek sucked in a breath. Beneath his fur he was hard, pulsating fiercely with his arousal. Her mound was covered in a thin trail of hair. His lips parted, wanting a taste.
Nadja froze as he began to move around her, careful to keep a wide distance between them as he looked. Olek stopped. His eyes caught a mark on
“It’s time, Nadja.”
“Time?”
Olek’s eyes dipped down over her form clad in the traditional silk. His eyes overwhelmed her as they leisurely consumed her with his hunger. After his heated inspection was finished and she was trembling uncontrollably, he didn’t need to answer her.
“Can you get the lights at least?” Nadja twisted her hands.
“There is no point, little solarflower. I can see in the dark. Now, come.” Olek stepped back, his eyes drawing her forward with his will as he led her to the center of the room onto the soft fur rugs. When he stopped, Nadja stepped to him. He took his hand and held it above her hair, drawing it over her face without touching. She closed her eyes, feeling his heat but not his touch. Olek moved over her neck and chest, down over her stomach and back up again. When he stopped, she opened her eyes, amazed that she could feel so much without even being touched.
In a low murmur that sent chills over her, Olek said, “You are beautiful. There is no need for shame. Take off your gown for me.” Seeing the look in his eyes, a passionate spark that was all for her, she couldn’t refuse him. First, she kicked off her slippers. Her toes dug into the softness of the fur.
Next, she slowly lifted her hand to her side. Nadja studied his eyes as she moved.
Tugging at the silk bodice, she pulled the strapless top down. Instantly a breast was freed.
His nostrils flared slightly, but he didn’t look down. The crystal pulsated its spell around them. Freeing the other breast, she slowly pulled the gown down to her waist. She hesitated. The tent was warm, but the heat radiating off her new husband was all she felt and her back became chilled without Olek’s fire. His eyes seemed to lighten, coloring with a golden hue. She blinked and the look was gone. Surely, it had been the reflection of torchlight.
“Finish,” Olek whispered, urging her on. The word sent a breath over her skin.
Nadja gulped. Leaning over, she pulled down the gown. Soon she was standing, clad in only her lace panties.
Olek, keeping his gaze steady, took a step back from her. As he put distance between them, he let his eyes travel down. He couldn’t speak. The breath caught in his throat. She was in perfect feminine shape. Her body was toned with muscle, yet with just enough female softness to the curves as not to make her look hard. Her flat stomach pulled against her hip bones, creating a delight for the eyes as the lace clung to her hips.
He already had seen her slender arms and most of her legs, but they too added to the wistful, wood sprite image before him.
Observing the long length of her legs, leading from her small ankles all the way to her hips, he felt his body quake. These were legs that would easily wrap around a man and hold him inside her.
“Am…?” Nadja couldn’t finish. When Olek looked up, he saw her face was down and turned from him. Her pale cheeks were colored to the brightest of embarrassed pinks.
The cascading curls of her soft brown hair spilled over her shoulders, coming forward to hide a delectable breast from view.
“You’re lovely, solarflower.” His voice was hoarse with his rampant desire.
“Now, take off the rest.”
Nadja couldn’t make herself look at him. Uneasily, she pulled her panties off her hips and kicked them off to the side, baring herself completely. No one had ever seen her naked, save for the beauty droids who had pampered her--and they never cared.
Olek sucked in a breath. Beneath his fur he was hard, pulsating fiercely with his arousal. Her mound was covered in a thin trail of hair. His lips parted, wanting a taste.
Nadja froze as he began to move around her, careful to keep a wide distance between them as he looked. Olek stopped. His eyes caught a mark on
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