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.”Her flesh prickled.“God, what say you, why have you come?”As his gaze roamed over her body, his eyes gleamed with a sensuous fire.“For you.”Seren’s heart thundered.“Why have you appeared to me, only, and not the tribe?”He flashed a white-toothed grin, sending a surge of heat spiraling through her.In his deep, smooth voice he said, “the tribe does not interest me as much as you do.”Her breath caught in her throat, but she managed to rasp, “Why?”Standing before the tall, muscular god, she had an overpowering desire to strip off her clothes.Fiery heat rose from his flesh.She yanked back the hood of her robe and slipped it off, tossing it atop her mother’s cairn.Yet her skin still burned like a Samhain bonfire roared inside her.An actual god, Gwydion, the deity of druids and magic had come for her.Her body went limp, woozy.Seren longed for Gwydion to draw her to him and crush her breasts against the hard muscled wall of his physique.Her fingers itched to glide down the sprinkling of soft blond whorls on his chest.She wasn’t a fool, she knew the god had come for a tryst only.She could never hand-fast with him.But they could couple around the bonfire and she lied to herself that it would be enough.As a druidess, she kept the balance and knew she had to embrace what was, rather than yearn for that which could never be.He would never see her as more than a mortal woman he’d come to tryst with for Samhain.Seren raised her gaze to his face, fascinated by the long, golden moustache framing his parted lips.Shivers of desire raced through her as she imagined his sultry mouth covering hers in a savage kiss.She longed to watch his wet lips part to rasp her name and utter wild groans in the height of love play.He took a step closer and fluttered his strong fingers in front of his chest again, and this time his clothing vanished and he stood nude before her.She stepped back, shocked.“God, why did you take your clothes off?”“Now that we know each other, I thought you would prefer to see me bare.Most women enjoy the view.”Her gaze roamed up and down his chiseled body and then locked onto his loins.She gaped at the plentiful length of his stiff rod.She licked her lower lip.The moist place between her legs throbbed.“This can’t be happening.” Her gaze drifted to her mother’s cairn.She stepped up to the grave and looked down at the stones.“No, I cannot do this.Not now.” She turned toward him.“I have not come here, this eve, for love play.You are tempting, but it is Samhain.I have come to visit and sup with my mother.”“She is not here.”“Yet, she will come.It is the day between time when spirits cross the veil so easily.And I do miss her.”“I can bring her here.”“Do you mean to summon her from the otherworld?”“My sister, Arianrhod assists mortals in transitioning from life, to death, to rebirth.Just as she sailed your mother to the otherworld on her ship, Oar Wheel, she can bring her here to spend Samhain with you.”“I would love nothing more, yet I cannot be selfish.Mam may be busy, she may even have chosen rebirth.” As her gaze dropped from his face to his broad chest and then slid to his erect shaft, the smoldering fire in her, blazed to a red-hot heat.Knowing she had to resist this urgent yearning, she turned away.She’d come here to see her mother.“Gwydion, conjure your clothes.Please, dress.”“If you insist.” With a flick of his hand, his clothes appeared again.“Arianrhod can help you.She will know if your mother has been reborn or has some quest or duty that would keep her from you this Samhain.”Seren set the basket on the cairn.“Then, call upon the goddess so I may see my dear mother.”“An offering must be given first.”“Do you mean to the goddess Arianrhod?”“No, for me, I ask for a kiss.”“A kiss I can give, Gwydion.” She viewed his full lips curving into a wide, captivating smile.It was getting harder to put her mother first.The pull she felt toward him, the throbbing attraction for him grew stronger.He moved closer and wrapped his warm, muscular arms around her, leaned down, and ran his tongue across her upper lip.A shiver of heat shot through her as his warm lips engulfed hers.With a subtle to and fro thrust of his lips, the kiss was more of a massage than a caress.His lips burned into hers.Gwydion forced her mouth open with a thrust of his hot, wet tongue and flicked it in and out.The pressure of her urgent need coiled in her.When his lips eased off hers, Gwydion panted and his face beamed with a red flush.His mouth swooped to her ear.Delicious sensation engulfed her as his teeth grazed her earlobe.He blew a puff of hot air into her ear.Seren let out a soft moan.She quivered as his wet mouth blazed a path to her neck.The sensitive skin of her nape tingled.“What a beautiful torque,” he rasped [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]