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.His trembling hands soon covered her breasts, his thumbs gently caressing her taut, caramel nipples.She winced with a soft moan, encouraging his fingers to tease her pebbled flesh all the more.Breaths growing shallower, he watched as a combination of agony and pleasure overtook her expression.Beyond articulating, his mind focused on one word: please.She didn't answer him directly, but pulled his bottom lip between her teeth for a second before kissing him harder.He took that as a yes and nearly lost his mind.Within an instant he'd flip-rolled her so quickly and with so much force that her body left a deep impression in the snow.Melting snow by the second from heat and friction, the slick sound of her, the puddle forming at her back, the sound of her voice, his, all of it echoing off the night, the trees, the very sky itself caused him to enter her on one hard lunge.Creamy, café au lait skin filled his palms as her breasts pressed against his chest.Her voice fractured the night and his spine, contracting every muscle in his groin with her earthy wail.But it was her scent that had stolen his judgment, just like the feel of her tightening sheath dredged his sac, the all of her demanding recompense for denied release.It wasn't his fault, he'd tried all evening and she wouldn't hear of it—now she was breaking his back.and he loved it, loved her, couldn't stop if she'd shot him.Every hot sweep of her silky hands over his ass caused a shudder, and he cried out when she clutched the halves of it to bring him against her even harder.There was no way to drag enough air into his lungs through his nose.He had to break the suffocating kiss or pass out with a hump in his back.But leaving her mouth, tearing his away from hers, was just as painful.All he could do was throw his head back and cry out her name to the understanding moon.She released so hard that it felt like her spine might snap from the sudden arch.Her fingersCreate PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com)couldn't hold enough of his broad back, nor could her thighs seem to anchor themselves around his waist tightly enough.She needed him inside her but the ache of each contraction that traveled up her canal to devour her womb put jags of his name in her mouth.Every exhale was timed with his deep return to her body.As she thrashed with pleasure, his name was soon broken cries sent forth into the relentless wind.Tears stung her eyes, his thrusts making her crazy, while the full moon made her entire body wax anything but philosophical.She was still shuddering when he rolled them over with her belly cemented to his, his fingers caressing her back.His large hands sent warmth across her skin.Resting on his hard body was like laying against hot stone on a cool spring day.Damp, temporarily sated, she could feel his heart slamming against hers through ribs, muscle, and skin.Her amulet was precariously tangled with his, just like their legs were.Both panting, she ran her fingers through his wild spill of hair."We need to pitch a tent.go back and recover the dropped weapons and supplies," he finally said, gasping."Hunt down dinner."She just nodded, hadn't yet caught her breath.He leaned up and suddenly kissed her, forcing her to look into his eyes as he held her face when he pulled back.His gaze was so furtive she thought the man was going to throw his head back and howl."I can build a fire, melt snow, make enough water for you to wash up in the morning.but with you in this condition, I'm gonna have to do this again tonight.Especially after we hunt.I'm just being honest."Sasha simply closed her eyes and nodded again.Some things were just natural.The man was definitely no liar.Chapter 2Full awareness slowly returned as Sasha opened one eye and squinted against the morning brightness.It felt like she'd been hit in the back of her head with a sledgehammer, but she could only smile at the memory of last night.Sun bounced off the snow and created a reflective glare that made it seem as though headlights were focused in her direction.The last thing she remembered before she'd shuddered and passed out was Hunter's strong arm around her waist as he kissed the back of her skull, mounted her, and repeatedly told her he was sorry.Hell, she wasn't.Little by little she was able to tolerate the filtered light coming through the tent wall.A cool vacancy at her back told her that Hunter was already up, awake, and on the move.She strained to hear him through her mental haze and then inhaled deeply to pick up his scent.What a night.Struggling to sit upright, she pulled the thick sleeping bag around her.It felt like she'd been in a prize fight.then she remembered.Oh yeah, the moose.She closed her eyes and let her head fall back, taking a moment to relive the joy of it all [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]