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could fall. Ari tugged up the tail of his shirt. He smiled when she grunted in frustration. She was too short to do it in one smooth motion the way he did.
 Looks like you need a bit of help there.
She pinched his side.  Then help.
She had no patience. With a grin, he tugged the shirt off. Her sweet hands were on his torso before he got it over his head. Her lips found
his stomach, dropping a hot little kiss just below his belly button before working their way up his chest in a string of nips that danced over his skin like
flame.
Her thigh slipped between his, pressing against his cock and balls in rhythmic pressure. Tilting his hips forward, he gave her better
access, moaning as his balls pulled tight.
 What are you doing?
 Seducing you. She glanced up.  Is it working?
Cupping her head, he held her mouth to his chest, growling in his throat when her nip spread like fire through his system.  All too well.
 Too well?
 I m never at my best, coming off a battle.
She stepped back and took his hand in hers.  You don t want me?
He shook his head.  I want you too much.
Wrapping the daisy chain around his wrist, she tugged him closer.  Not possible.
 I m not feeling civilized, Ari.
 You want to make love to me.
 I want to fuck you. There s a difference.
 Are you telling me any woman would do?
 Hell, no.
 Then explain. She wrapped the other end of the daisy chain around her wrist, binding them together.
 I want to take you hard and wild.
She bit her lip. A shiver went through her.  All right.
 You don t know what you re saying.
 I was in a battle last night, too, she reminded him.
 I ll take you in ways you won t be comfortable. Ways you re not ready for.
A blush mounted her cheeks.  Desi gave me some cream. She said you could say thank you later.
Shit, there was only one thing a man used cream for. The thought of his thick cock slipping between Ari s creamy ass cheeks, touching
her there in a gentle kiss before pressing, parting that tight rosebud for the first time, hearing her cries as she accepted him totally, drove him crazy.  Did
she tell you what it s for?
Ari shook her head.  But I can guess.
 And you re not afraid?
 I m yours, Tracker. I always have been, even before I knew you. I am not a stranger to the ways a man wants a woman. What I am a
stranger to is how it feels for a man to take a woman in those ways, with love.
 Ari.
Her hands tugged at the drawstrings of his pants. If he didn t want to break the daisy chain that bound them together, he had to keep
close. The knot came undone. His pants fell to his ankles. His cock fell into her grasp. Damn, Ari s touch felt good. Smooth, soft. Tracker looked down at
her very white hands against his skin, the contrast highlighting the differences between them. She was a lady, from the top of her head to the tips of her
toes. He was an outlaw, flirting with respectable. In the eyes of many, a filthy Indian who deserved castration just for looking at her. She d never be able to
go back East with him and show him off.
 You deserve better.
 Desi warned me you d start that again.
 You should listen to your sister.
 I am. She squeezed his cock.  That s why, when we finish the wedding, I m going to lie down on that blanket over there and you re going
to make love to me however you want, everywhere you want.
His cock jerked. Pre-come leaked from the tip. He could picture that.  Son of a bitch.
Her thumb swept that betraying little bead away.  If you last that long.
Oh, he d last.  If I don t, you ll just have to get me hard again.
He could see from her expression that she liked the thought of that.
 You mentioned something about a wedding?
 It s not the real one, of course. Father Bernard already performed that, but I figured since you got to marry me your way, I should get to
marry you mine.
 You do?
 Absolutely. It s only fair.
 I m all for fair.
 Good. She took a step back, indicating with a tap of her hand that he needed to bring his up. He didn t need her to tell him to turn his
hand over and hold hers. That came as naturally as breathing.
She met his gaze squarely. No matter how he searched, he couldn t see any uncertainty in hers, but there was a question. He didn t have
to wait long to hear it. Placing her fingertips on his cheek, she warned,  Be very sure, Tracker. Because once I do this, there s no going back. I ll never let [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]