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the women.
Gannon took the cloth Lillia held and wet it. Carefully, he washed the blood from
Devra s skin. She cringed several times when he touched the wound. Once he finished, he
pushed the bowl aside.
Crouched close to her, the scent of her sex intoxicated him like wine.
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Leave, he ordered Lillia while bandaging Devra s arm.
The door shut.
Gannon. Devra put her hand on his cheek, her thumb swept back and forth in a
mindless motion. I m all right.
As he rose, he bent toward her. Devra s arms slid around his head, and his circled her
back. He lowered her onto the mattress. Her legs parted beneath the sheet. He hadn t noticed
how it fell away from her breasts until her hard nipples burrowed in the hair on his chest.
He rocked forward, and his erection pushed into her wet flesh. She opened her legs
farther, and she fit to him perfectly.
Gannon covered Devra s mouth with his and worked to sweep the incident on the
widow s walk from her thoughts. He pushed his sleek, feline tipped fingers up to her hands,
stretching her arms above her head. His body tingled with a scorching heat from the veracity
of her kiss. He released her hands and wove his claw-like appendages into her hair, and
dragged his lips over her smooth face.
All night, he groaned. I want you all night, Devra, every night.
She sighed, twisting under the length of him.
They moved around the bed, rolling, turning, and enjoying the tender moments. The
sheets fell to the floor with the pillows. Unsheathing from her, he put her on her belly and
kissed over her silky shoulders, down her back, and to her supple ass.
Déjà vu.
He grasped her ivory cheeks and spread the gap. Sticking out his tongue, he gave a lick
to the twitching ring of her bottom.
Yes, she moaned.
He pushed in deeper, enjoying the clenching spasms.
Oh, God, yes. She thrust back and up, her hips lifting from the mattress.
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He rose and helped her to her knees. With her legs slightly parted and the pink slit of
her cunt exposed, his nostrils filled with the sweet scent of her sex. Aching to be inside her,
he fit his cock against the succulent wet flesh.
Take me, now. She wiggled her bottom with impatience. Now, Gannon.
He remembered the beach, the way he couldn t resist her. She moaned with a pleasing
sound of delight. Her body trembled with urgency to be satisfied -- then and now -- while
his hands held her from taking him into her heated core.
I can t. He jumped back off the bed, afraid of the energy whipping through his veins.
Devra sat up on her heels, her back to him. With her legs bent to the side, she sat in a
position he could study her as if he were an artist. Her hair draped her shoulder and her
glistening back faced him.
You can t let fear rule you. She didn t look his way. I trust you, Gannon. Please, trust
me.
It s not that. He moved forward and put his hands on her shoulders. I don t trust the
tiger.
She scooted forward and lay back, hanging her head off the mattress. Her fingers were
warm and aggressive on his erection. She encouraged him closer, and he watched her mouth
form an O. Her lips slipped over his cockhead. He lost the battle in himself to oppose her.
With her fingers clamped on his shaft, he fucked her mouth. Each plunge stretched her
cheek. She sucked hard, and his release came swiftly as he forced himself into the narrow
channel of her deep throat.
He bent over her and kissed his way from her flat belly to her open legs. Putting his
head between her thighs, he took her nether lips into his mouth and sucked while he
continued to thrust his erection against her tongue. When they climaxed, it couldn t have
been more beautiful.
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Gannon pulled from her dewy lips and went to his knees. Holding Devra s head, he
twisted her face into a position to kiss her hard on the mouth. Without stopping, he dragged
her up on the mattress and lay with her. His heart beat fast, and he panted, out of breath. She
clung to him as they kissed until exhaustion forced sleep upon them.
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Chapter Eighteen
By morning, Devra lay nestled in the crook of Gannon s arm. Somewhere between
falling asleep and waking, dawn came and so had Gannon s human body.
Are you asleep? she asked.
No. He kissed her forehead.
I wish I was. Then I could hang onto the magical night a little longer.
With the beast?
She titled her head back and brushed her lips along the edge of his jaw. With you.
He shifted to his side, sweeping a hand around her face. And today wouldn t be good
enough?
She didn t have to answer. He leaned in, pressing her into the mattress, and kissed her
deeply. As he titillated her with sweet murmuring pants across her face, she squeezed his
broad shoulders. Devra loved the feel of his muscles moving beneath her fingertips, and she
reacquainted herself with the satiny texture of his masculine flesh.
Gannon moved downward, tantalizing her breasts with his hot breath. His mouth fit
over her spiked nipple, and she arched to the glorious sensation. His fingers crept down her
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