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Madeline shifted against him and he could smell a new scent coming from her—the scent of feminine desire.
“Grath, don’ttalklike that!” she protested, though he noticed she made no move to get off his lap.
“Like what?” he protested. “Like I’m your fiancé—your mate to be? Don’t you think weoughtto be talking like that to each other all the time? We need to reallyinhabitthese fucking parts if we’re going to fool your family.”
“Are you saying you ought to talk dirty to me so we can get into our parts better?” Madeline demanded, half turning her head to look back at him.
“Sure, why not? Don’t you think it would help?” Grath asked.
“Well…” She bit her lush lower lip, which made him want to kiss her again. “I guess it…it couldn’thurt.But I’ve never been very good at dirty talk.”
“That’s all right, baby—I am,” Grath murmured. “Now let me see—the first thing I’d say if I was really your mate-to-be is how much I want to see you naked.”
“Grath!” she protested. “Really?”
“Really,” he assured her. “And if I could get you naked—with all your full curves exposed—then I’d want to touch you all over. Just to get you warmed up, you know?”
As he spoke, he ran his hands lightly up and down her arms, letting just enough heat radiate through his fingers to warm her up.
“Oh!” Madeline whispered and shifted in his lap again. Surely she could feel how hard his shaft was getting—her ass was pressed right against it. But she made no effort to move or to get off his lap. Instead, she wiggled against him, almost as though she was teasing him, Grath thought.
“And then,” he continued, still rubbing her arms lightly. “After I stroked your soft, curvy, naked body all over, I’d pay special attention to your breasts.”
“You…you would?” she whispered.
“Mmm-hmm,” Grath growled in her ear. “I’d want to fill my hands with them—I love how fucking full and ripe they are—and then I’d tease those tight little nipples I can see poking out against your sweater.” He nodded down at her breasts, where the taut outlines of her ripe buds were indeed poking against the fabric of her cranberry sweater.
“Oh, Grath!” she gasped and shifted against him again. “And…and then what?”
“Well, after I licked and sucked those sweet little nips of yours, I’d want to taste you somewhere else,” Grath murmured. “I’d want to take a little trip down lower and spread your thighs so I could get to that hot, wet little pussy I could feel pressing against my side this morning when we woke up.”
“You…you weren’t supposed to feel that!” Madeline protested, sounding alarmed.
“Couldn’t fucking help it, baby,” Grath growled. “You were so damnwetand hot. Tell me, what was making you that way?”
“Well…” She nibbled her lower lip again and half-turned her head to look at him. “Do you remember, you asked me if I had any more dreams last night after we talked?”
“Uh-huh…” Grath liked the direction this was going. He shifted, feeling like his cock was going to wear a hole in his trousers it was so hard. “Tell me, baby—did you have a hot dream?” he asked.
“Yes,” Madeline confessed breathlessly. “I…actually I did.”
“And what was it about?” Grath wanted to know. “Tell me now—don’t hold back any details.”
“It was…it was kind of embarrassing.” She squirmed against him some more. Damn, that soft little ass of hers was driving himcrazy.
“It was embarrassing, huh? Well, tell me anyway,” Grath demanded. “Come on, baby—was it about you and me?”
“Yes, it was,” Madeline admitted. “I was…I was lying on my back and you were, uh, kind of bending over me. And then you said…you said…” She cleared her throat, as though she was almost too embarrassed to continue.
“Go on, baby—what did I say?” Grath urged gently.
“You said you were going to, er, eat me for breakfast,” she said at last. “You told me to spread my legs…to spread them wide for you so you could…”
“Could what—don’t fucking stop now!” Grath exclaimed.
“So you could ‘lick me deep,’” Madeline finished, almost in a whisper. “I think I only had that dream because Sophie told me how Kindred males, er, like to go down on their females,” she added quickly.
“Commander Sylvan’s mate told you that, huh?” Grath asked. “Well, she was fuckingright.There’s nothing better than spreading your female’s thighs open and lapping open her hot little pussy with your tongue. And there’s nothing I’d rather do toyou, baby,” he added, murmuring directly in her ear. “Nothing I’d rather do than spread your sweet pussy lips open and lick that creamy little pussy and suck your hot little clit into my mouth and tease it with my tongue.”
