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His body arm beneath her palainst hers, but the act of touching his black-inked body still shocked her Wicked, wicked co to feel when you’re not used to it’

‘It is’ Still holding her palhs touched Heat penetrated the layers of silk Such closeness was dangerous Like him The heat seeped into other parts of her body, and his scent surrounded her in a haze of spice and earth and possibility ‘Now your turn’

She twisted toward him and winced She pulled her hand out of his and pressed it to her stomach ‘Moved too fast’

‘That won’t do’ He slid his ars and around her back and just like that she was on his lap His hands dropped to the small of her back and her knee, but his touch reverberated through her entire body

The contact er And vulnerable By now she should be used to feeling that way around Mal, but this was so a va a man

They were at eye level And for so

‘Better?’

Oh, better was one word to describe it, but there were a few others she could come up with in her va ‘Yes, that’s fine’ Fine Because why not use a word that in no way scratched the surface of her emotion? She was as stunted as Mal when it cah the patron–co she’d had plenty of experience with, this was nothing like that Nothing At All

‘Good’ He lifted his hands to cup her face as his own shifted back to hus neatly out of the way His thumbs slittered as if so, just brought his mouth to hers

She closed her eyes, shut out the weight of her past telling her not to enjoy it, and did exactly that She reveled in the pressure and softness of his mouth The tenderness hich he caressed her face One of his hands went to the nape of her neck, gently ers threaded into her hair She shivered with the overload of sensation

No wonder Maris had given up everything for Dominic At that hed with contented pleasure, allowing herself to feel the bliss in the joining, and wondered what his bite would feel like The question aroused an ache in her that nearly ht away and concentrated on the kiss, because that was all they would ever share A kiss Just like the last one she’d had Except that kiss hadn’t been with Mal It had been with Creek

Suddenly, guilt stung her, the memory of another nu She hoped Mal thought it was because of the kiss and not because there was so unconfessed between theh to har?’ he asked