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sky was beneath him. He was falling into her, but he had no fear of shattering. Not anymore. Not against her.
With her eyes narrowed and wanton, Dessa took one hand from the tree and let it skid down his damp belly to the tangle of dark hair where they were joined. As if she wanted to watch his cock go into her—feel it go into her with her hand.
There was nothing for him to do but accommodate, and it was amazing. Her thighs went around his hips as he pumped within her. She shifted to take him deeper. And to his everlasting relief, she was the one who came first.
It seemed to surprise her, clawing up from some animal part of her that made her buck and thrash. If she made any sound at all, it was drowned out by his groan. He hadn’t been able to stay silent while watching her. Watching the way perspiration glistened on the upturned planes of her face as her glossy lips fell open in rapture. Then his own orgasm pulsed up in jagged spasms and he rode each wave, emptying himself into her.
If rockets had exploded overhead, he wouldn’t have heard them over the hammering heart in his chest. They rolled together in the blanket and all the rest of his senses were filled too. And he held her until the sun was much lower in the sky.
Afterwards, when he was dressed and lacing up his boots, Dessa asked, “Do you want to see your daughter?”
Nick’s fingers froze on the laces. “I thought—” he cut himself off. He dared to look at her. “I didn’t see a baby. I thought it might not have happened that night…”
“Oh, it happened,” she said, leading him to the mountain path that overlooked the poppy fields below where a little child danced amongst the pink petals of a war ravished land.
“But she’s—she’s already grown into a girl,” Nick stammered, his tongue thick in his mouth.
Dessa’s expression was bittersweet. “I told you,” she said, wrapping her arms around his waist. “For dryads, two years is the blink of a mortal eye. I didn’t lie to you. We grow quickly. It’s our way.”
He couldn’t decide whether it made him happy or sad. He had missed those baby years, but how beautiful his daughter was now. The sense of responsibility was a physical weight that all but brought him to his knees. “We can’t let her play out there. She could be shot. She could step on a mine—”
“She’s an immortal.” Dessa soothed him. “And this is her dominion. This is one little girl you’ll never have to see bleed.”
He squinted. “Who is she dancing with?”
Now Dessa smiled, tucking a lock of hair behind her ears. “She says she sees the spirits of three little girls…”
It made Nick swallow. “Does she know me? What’s her name?”
Dessa nodded, her eyes shining. “I named her Yasmeen, because she’s a flower of Afghanistan. And she does know you. I told her she was a blossom of my love for a broken soldier. But now my soldier is all healed and whole again.”
“I thought I was healed and whole,” Nick said hoarsely. “But now…” He didn’t know the words to express what he was feeling, so he blurted, “Now I’m broken again into three parts…you, me, and her.”
“I could bind us together.”
“So can I,” Nick said, fishing a little wooden circle from his pocket. It was a carved wooden ring, a walnut trinket that had reminded him of her.
Now Dessa held it in her hand, bewildered. “What is it?”
He didn’t answer her right away. First he kissed her. But when he spoke, he was very sure. “Let’s just say, it’s a gambler’s way of saying…I’m all in .”
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With her eyes narrowed and wanton, Dessa took one hand from the tree and let it skid down his damp belly to the tangle of dark hair where they were joined. As if she wanted to watch his cock go into her—feel it go into her with her hand.
There was nothing for him to do but accommodate, and it was amazing. Her thighs went around his hips as he pumped within her. She shifted to take him deeper. And to his everlasting relief, she was the one who came first.
It seemed to surprise her, clawing up from some animal part of her that made her buck and thrash. If she made any sound at all, it was drowned out by his groan. He hadn’t been able to stay silent while watching her. Watching the way perspiration glistened on the upturned planes of her face as her glossy lips fell open in rapture. Then his own orgasm pulsed up in jagged spasms and he rode each wave, emptying himself into her.
If rockets had exploded overhead, he wouldn’t have heard them over the hammering heart in his chest. They rolled together in the blanket and all the rest of his senses were filled too. And he held her until the sun was much lower in the sky.
Afterwards, when he was dressed and lacing up his boots, Dessa asked, “Do you want to see your daughter?”
Nick’s fingers froze on the laces. “I thought—” he cut himself off. He dared to look at her. “I didn’t see a baby. I thought it might not have happened that night…”
“Oh, it happened,” she said, leading him to the mountain path that overlooked the poppy fields below where a little child danced amongst the pink petals of a war ravished land.
“But she’s—she’s already grown into a girl,” Nick stammered, his tongue thick in his mouth.
Dessa’s expression was bittersweet. “I told you,” she said, wrapping her arms around his waist. “For dryads, two years is the blink of a mortal eye. I didn’t lie to you. We grow quickly. It’s our way.”
He couldn’t decide whether it made him happy or sad. He had missed those baby years, but how beautiful his daughter was now. The sense of responsibility was a physical weight that all but brought him to his knees. “We can’t let her play out there. She could be shot. She could step on a mine—”
“She’s an immortal.” Dessa soothed him. “And this is her dominion. This is one little girl you’ll never have to see bleed.”
He squinted. “Who is she dancing with?”
Now Dessa smiled, tucking a lock of hair behind her ears. “She says she sees the spirits of three little girls…”
It made Nick swallow. “Does she know me? What’s her name?”
Dessa nodded, her eyes shining. “I named her Yasmeen, because she’s a flower of Afghanistan. And she does know you. I told her she was a blossom of my love for a broken soldier. But now my soldier is all healed and whole again.”
“I thought I was healed and whole,” Nick said hoarsely. “But now…” He didn’t know the words to express what he was feeling, so he blurted, “Now I’m broken again into three parts…you, me, and her.”
“I could bind us together.”
“So can I,” Nick said, fishing a little wooden circle from his pocket. It was a carved wooden ring, a walnut trinket that had reminded him of her.
Now Dessa held it in her hand, bewildered. “What is it?”
He didn’t answer her right away. First he kissed her. But when he spoke, he was very sure. “Let’s just say, it’s a gambler’s way of saying…I’m all in .”
Don’t miss the other spooky and sensual NOCTURNE BITES, available at www.ebooks.eharlequin.com and wherever eBooks are sold.
Looking for more paranormal romance? The sizzling and spine-chilling books of Silhouette Nocturne are available at www.eHarlequin.com or your local bookstore.
Interested in writing for Nocturne Bites? Send your submission to [email protected]
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