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his hands soothed her fiery skin. He reached down beside them, withdrawing from her, and kissed the
back of her shoulders before draping the robe over them.
Chapter Seven
Kean lifted Aideen to the chair and finished securing the robe as carefully as if he were dressing a
porcelain doll. He pulled a velvet bag from one of the desk s drawers and wrapped the Bloodstone in it
before locking the stone and diary in the cabinet. Her mind a riot of sensations and memory, Aideen
remained motionless until he cupped her elbow and led her back down the hall to the bathroom. He
started the water running in the shower and leaned Aideen against the bathroom door while he stripped
the robe from her and folded it.
Kean coaxed the still somnambulant Aideen into the shower and leaned her against the wall. Giving the
showerhead a twist, he removed the nozzle and ran the warm water through her hair and over her
shoulders, kissing her mouth and neck as his hands caressed the water over her skin. His soft touch
drew Aideen back to the present. Kean saw her return in her eyes and gave a tentative smile before he
re-hooked the shower nozzle and began to lather her body with a fragrant soap. Even as her heart
shouted that she was betraying Cenn with this near carbon copy, her body responded.
He leaned back to soap her breasts and Aideen felt the tip of his erection firmly tapping against her
navel. Her gaze traveled over his chest and muscled stomach, taking in more of the exquisite details she
had failed to notice in the study. From his navel, the same blue-black ladder of hair traveled down to
the base of his erection. The tip of his penis was a mottled purple that glistened from the soap s oils.
The shaft s thickness equaled that of the head and Aideen curled her fingers, hand over hand, around its
circumference. A heated sigh escaped her when her fingertips refused to meet.
She took the soap from Kean and began lathering his lower body, her hands caressing sudsy circles
over his lean ass as his cock pressed more insistently against her stomach. Lightly, she dug her nails
into his barely yielding flesh and stood on tiptoe to kiss him. She nipped at his top lip before thrusting
her tongue into his mouth and exploring his upper palate with one long, withdrawing swipe. His thickly
muscled cheeks contracted and he cupped her ass, lifted her higher. Aideen wrapped her arms around
Kean s neck and spread her legs in invitation for him to lift her higher still.
 Perfection. Kean s word was a husky whisper as he slid into her and began to slowly pump himself
deeper into her center.
Aideen laved the lobe of his ear, suckled at it in unison with his thrusts and her body s own
contractions as her cunt milked his cock once again.  Yes, she gasped before her mouth smothered
his.  Fill me, please.
Aideen used her legs to squeeze Kean closer to her, her tongue fucking his mouth in demanding thrusts
as her climax claimed the last of her control. Kean pushed her back against the shower walls, his hands
pinioning her shoulders against the tile. He dipped his head and his hungry mouth pulled, teased and
sucked at her pink-tipped breasts while he pumped her to another climax. His cock contracted inside
her and his seed reached into her womb, coating her with its heat and life. Still her body trembled and
he wrapped an arm around her waist, and pressed his body against her while he turned the water off and
opened the shower door. She collapsed against him. The weight of her relaxed body embedded him
more deeply inside her and set off another tremor of orgasm in Aideen.
Kean walked through the house, nuzzling her neck as she rode waves of a climax she couldn t control.
Kicking open a door, he pivoted and sat down on a bed, Aideen over him in the dominant position. Her
body still burning, she looked down at him, her need stamped across her face. He reached up and gave
her nipple a stroking pinch that had her flinging her head back and grinding her cunt down to the base
of his cock.
 There s so much lost time to make up, Kean half groaned and grabbed Aideen s hips as he sought
deeper depths.  Let me fill you again, Aideen.
Chapter Eight
Her sleep troubled by dreams of shadow warriors, their battle cries echoing inside her head, Aideen
woke to find that she was alone in the bed. She touched the mattress where Kean had held her as she
drifted into sleep. No trace of his body heat remained. Gathering the coverlet around her, she left the
bedroom. Light peeked from beneath the study s door. She gave the door s wood paneling a soft rap
with her knuckles and then pushed it open. He was sitting in front of the desk. Cenn s diary and the [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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