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“I can’t go to bed with a stranger.”
His mouth turned up in a grin that totally devastated her.
“We won’t be strangers for long,” he murmured.
Memories stirred once again. Dreams, long forgotten, rose to the surface of her consciousness. Her insides quivered at the memory of his loving touch, bringing her to ecstatic heights of passion again and again. He had been a man with this same face, but in those dreams, he had not been a stranger. Between them, there had been a bond of love. Her soul ached at the knowledge that, in those dreams, she had needed him more than life itself.
But those had been dreams. This was all too real. He was too close, yet she couldn’t pull away. She liked his arm tucked around her, and the warmth of his body along the length of hers.
Slowly, he lowered his face again. His breath caressed her cheek, and her thoughts tangled into a mass of nonsense.
“Tell me you need this, too.”
His seductive words melted through her. Oh, God, what she needed was to feel his mouth on hers, to entangle her limbs with his, to draw him into every part of her.
His lips nuzzled the corner of her mouth. She sucked in a breath as his lips found her earlobe. The need inside her overwhelmed every thought, every sense. She felt every cell in her body surrender.
Why should she deny herself what she needed? What he so willingly offered? As long as she didn’t kid herself this was love. As long as she kept it in perspective, everything would be fine. This wasn’t love. It was a fling. Three days at most.
“Tell me.” His breath swirled around her ear.
She melted against him. “Yes,” she whispered. “I need this, too.”
She flattened her hands on his chest and caressed his hot, hard flesh. She ripped open his shirt and stroked slowly over his nipples. He sucked in air as she lightly pinched them, then teased them to pebble-hardness. She leaned forward and licked one, loving the feel of the hard nub beneath her tongue. He gasped.
He tugged off his shirt and flung it to the ground. His fingertips stroked the flesh along the edge of her bra-top, sending fiery ripples through her. Her head fell back as his lips followed his fingertips. Her breasts, half-naked in this skimpy harem thing, ached with need. She flicked the clasp at the front and released it.
* * *
Zurvan felt his erection grow incredibly hard as Celeste peeled the fabric away to reveal her full, round breasts. Her nipples stood rigid with need. He trembled at the sight of her, half naked, raw hunger in her eyes. He wanted to crash his lips upon hers, to plunge into her body in an explosion of white-hot sparks.
Instead, he breathed deeply and eased toward her for another kiss. A small gasp escaped her as his right arm curled around her waist, drawing her close to his body, flesh touching flesh.
Their gazes locked and he felt a tremendous need build within him. He gently brushed his lower lip on hers, then drew it between his own, glorying in her softness. He traced the inner edges of her mouth with the tip of his tongue. She sighed and he settled his lips firmly on hers as her arms encircled his neck.
The sweetness of her lips, the lingering, loving feel of her in his arms, unnerved him. This was deeper than lust. More than the need of one person for another. Why did she have such a profound effect on him?
Their lips parted, and he stared deeply into her eyes. She needed him. Intensely. As much as he needed her.
He kissed her again, a lingering, tender kiss. Her hard nipples burned into his chest. He dipped down to taste one, then the other. Honey-sweet. The rigid softness aroused his tongue. Her intake of breath reverberated through him. He sucked her thrusting nipple into his mouth, drawing on it deeply.
“Oh, that feels so good,” she murmured.
He lifted his gaze and captured hers. “My name is Zurvan.” He nuzzled her neck through the silkiness of her hair, breathing in the sweet coconut-almond scent. “Let me hear you say it.” He captured her nipple in his mouth again.
“Oh, Zurvan. Yes.”
Hearing his name in her breathless, needy voice excited him. He cupped her other breast, reveling in the feel of her nipple pressing into his palm. She arched against his hand. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to a large canopied bed covered with plush emerald velvet and laid her down. He nuzzled her neck, then captured her other nipple in his mouth and sucked it until she gasped with pleasure.
Her fingertips brushed the top edge of his trousers. “Why don’t you take these off?”
His mouth turned up in a devastating grin. “You certainly know what you want.”
Celeste glanced down as the green satin garment shimmered and then disappeared, leaving rock hard flesh under her fingertips. His exquisite cock stood tall and proud. Enormous. Powerful. And right now, all hers.
She delighted in his gasp as she touched him with the tip of her finger, tracing the length of his erection and swirling around the head of his penis. It twitched as she slid her fingers around his testicles, stroking them gently. She wanted to explore every texture of his masculinity, to note every reaction to her touch. Disappointment fluttered through her as he drew her hand away, linking his fingers with hers.
“If you do that, this will end far too quickly.”
