perfectly to hers, familiar, yet not. Heat, God yes the heat threatened to consume her, but the love radiating from him was her undoing. She wanted it more than anything else he could give her. Ryan tore his mouth from hers to steal ragged breaths.
“I won’t lie to you. There were others, but every time I touched another woman, it was your face I saw. Your body trembling beneath me.”
Ryan released her wrists and slid his hands to her sides, boosting her up. Kate wrapped her legs around his waist and he moaned in response. He turned with her in his arms.
“Tell me you want this. No turning back.”
Kate clutched his shoulders. “My room is at the end of the hall.” She pressed hot open-mouthed kisses on his neck, unfastening the buttons on his cotton shirt as he half-walked, half-stumbled down the hall. His hands cupped her backside and burned through the denim of her jeans. She reached around him, turned the doorknob, and he kicked it open. Then she was set on her feet by the bed.
Ryan pushed the bedroom door closed and turned the lock, remembering through the haze someone might have an emergency and walk in on them.
Kate pulled her damp t-shirt over her head and tossed it in the corner. She’d already disposed of his in the hall. Reaching behind her, she began to unclasp her bra.
“Let me.”
Chapter 8
Ryan slid around, freed the hooks, and pulled the white lacy material away from Kate’s creamy skin. How could he have forgotten how beautiful she was? She didn’t blush as she had the last time they had been together; instead her gaze held his, strong and sure of what she wanted. He pulled open the snap on her jeans, slid down the zipper. Was there a more erotic sound? At that moment he didn’t think so.
He took her hand. “Step out.” When she was free of her jeans, he lifted her and laid her on the bed. Quickly, Ryan removed his jeans, socks and shoes. Taking his cellphone out of his pocket, he turned it off and laid it on Kate’s nightstand.
“No more interruptions. If Allie needs me, Molly will call my pager.” Kate held her arms up to him. “Make love with me.”
“I thought you two might have set up this little sleepover.” He twined his fingers with hers and let Kate pull him down onto the bed. Ryan gathered her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She opened for him, mating her tongue with his.
“I missed you so much,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire, and wrapped her legs around his waist. “Don’t wait, Ryan. Please. We’ve wasted so much time already.”
He pressed against her center and she closed her eyes. “No. Look at me, Kate.” She opened her eyes and held his gaze. “I love you. Even when we were apart, I never stopped, even through the hurt.”
“I love you.” Kate twined her fingers with his, rose up and kissed him. Ryan slid into her waiting heat. Home. Finally, I’m home. They moved in an easy dance of reunited lovers, discovering what was new, cherishing the old and familiar. She took him past reason, past thought, until they shattered in each other’s arms.
“I love you, Kate.”
* * * *
Briella felt the heavy pounding footsteps of her husband strike the ground in chase of her. Each thudded through her heart like a separate alien beat. How could they have betrayed her? Had she not taken care of her sister even when she had nothing for herself? She’d returned Daemon to health. She believed he’d loved her. Maybe Etain had been right. You really couldn’t trust a demon, not even a good-natured one. What had the old woman said? “Bad blood will out, even in the wee ones.” If her words were true, what did that mean for their daughter?
The heartache was more than she could bear. How could she still love them? She was bound not by magic, though there was that, but by the heart. She had to reach her circle.
Earth that gave life could take it again. Her mother had been a priestess, and the other Druids of her clan held her
“I won’t lie to you. There were others, but every time I touched another woman, it was your face I saw. Your body trembling beneath me.”
Ryan released her wrists and slid his hands to her sides, boosting her up. Kate wrapped her legs around his waist and he moaned in response. He turned with her in his arms.
“Tell me you want this. No turning back.”
Kate clutched his shoulders. “My room is at the end of the hall.” She pressed hot open-mouthed kisses on his neck, unfastening the buttons on his cotton shirt as he half-walked, half-stumbled down the hall. His hands cupped her backside and burned through the denim of her jeans. She reached around him, turned the doorknob, and he kicked it open. Then she was set on her feet by the bed.
Ryan pushed the bedroom door closed and turned the lock, remembering through the haze someone might have an emergency and walk in on them.
Kate pulled her damp t-shirt over her head and tossed it in the corner. She’d already disposed of his in the hall. Reaching behind her, she began to unclasp her bra.
“Let me.”
Chapter 8
Ryan slid around, freed the hooks, and pulled the white lacy material away from Kate’s creamy skin. How could he have forgotten how beautiful she was? She didn’t blush as she had the last time they had been together; instead her gaze held his, strong and sure of what she wanted. He pulled open the snap on her jeans, slid down the zipper. Was there a more erotic sound? At that moment he didn’t think so.
He took her hand. “Step out.” When she was free of her jeans, he lifted her and laid her on the bed. Quickly, Ryan removed his jeans, socks and shoes. Taking his cellphone out of his pocket, he turned it off and laid it on Kate’s nightstand.
“No more interruptions. If Allie needs me, Molly will call my pager.” Kate held her arms up to him. “Make love with me.”
“I thought you two might have set up this little sleepover.” He twined his fingers with hers and let Kate pull him down onto the bed. Ryan gathered her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She opened for him, mating her tongue with his.
“I missed you so much,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire, and wrapped her legs around his waist. “Don’t wait, Ryan. Please. We’ve wasted so much time already.”
He pressed against her center and she closed her eyes. “No. Look at me, Kate.” She opened her eyes and held his gaze. “I love you. Even when we were apart, I never stopped, even through the hurt.”
“I love you.” Kate twined her fingers with his, rose up and kissed him. Ryan slid into her waiting heat. Home. Finally, I’m home. They moved in an easy dance of reunited lovers, discovering what was new, cherishing the old and familiar. She took him past reason, past thought, until they shattered in each other’s arms.
“I love you, Kate.”
* * * *
Briella felt the heavy pounding footsteps of her husband strike the ground in chase of her. Each thudded through her heart like a separate alien beat. How could they have betrayed her? Had she not taken care of her sister even when she had nothing for herself? She’d returned Daemon to health. She believed he’d loved her. Maybe Etain had been right. You really couldn’t trust a demon, not even a good-natured one. What had the old woman said? “Bad blood will out, even in the wee ones.” If her words were true, what did that mean for their daughter?
The heartache was more than she could bear. How could she still love them? She was bound not by magic, though there was that, but by the heart. She had to reach her circle.
Earth that gave life could take it again. Her mother had been a priestess, and the other Druids of her clan held her
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