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Enticed by the Satyr (Kindred Tales)

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“I…I don’t know,” Mia admitted in a whisper. “You…the way you’re kissing me is making me feel so…so strange.”

“I can hear your heart beating as fast as a little bird’s,” he said softly. “Clearly you are agitated, which tells me I should stop kissing you, now that you are healed. Yet your desire perfumes the air—your lovely, feminine scent lets me know that you enjoy what I am doing. And that makes me want to continue.” He pulled back a little and looked into her eyes. “Should I continue, Mia?” he murmured. “May I kiss more of your beautiful, smooth skin? Or would you like me to stop now?”

Mia bit her lip, uncertain what to say. But at least his words about her desire had clued her in to what was happening to her.

He’s turning me on, she realized at last. He’s making me want more of this…more kissing, more touching…more everything!

It was such a novel idea that she had a hard time believing it. Kissing Hank had never done much for her—not even back when he used to like to kiss, instead of just diving right into sex. And he certainly had never made her feel like this—all hot and needy and intensely alive, as she felt here in the silvery moonlight with the big Satyr. It was like her body had been asleep all of her life and Storn was waking it up now—waking her up, Mia thought.

This is why Kaylee and Talon are always all over each other, she realized with a sudden flash of understanding. This is why they’re always wanting to make love all the time. It must be like this for them—it must actually feel good.

It was another novel concept—the idea that sex could be anything other than a distasteful, messy chore that must be performed in order to keep the peace. If she had ever dared to deny Hank his “husbandly rights” he would have beaten her for it and talked for ages about how she was a bad wife. But Storn wasn’t pushing her—wasn’t forcing her. He wasn’t demanding—he was asking her if she wanted this. And if she didn’t, he would stop.

“I…I want more,” she heard herself saying as she looked into his eyes. “I want more, Storn. Please…don’t stop.”

His eyes were half-lidded with desire as he nodded.

“I won’t stop unless you ask me to, lovely one,” he murmured.

And then his hot mouth was on her neck again and Mia heard herself moaning as she reached up to grip his broad shoulders.

Storn didn’t rush anything. He took his time kissing both sides of her throat, sending helpless shivers of desire through her entire body as he did so. Mia had never known this part of her was so sensitive—had no idea that his slow, hot kisses would make her pussy throb with need. But still she wanted more.

“Please,” she whispered and then she was tugging down the V-neck of her dress, baring her breasts. She had on a bra, but she quickly shrugged out of it, leaving her naked from the waist up.

“Mmmm…” Storn leaned back, his gaze locked on her breasts and for a moment, Mia wondered if she ought to have been so hasty. She wasn’t as young as she had been once and her boobs weren’t as perky either. What if he didn’t like the look of her bare breasts? What if he thought they were too saggy?

She was just about to cover herself, when Storn cupped her breasts in his big, warm hands and murmured,

“Beautiful. So Goddess-damned beautiful.”

“Really?” Mia asked uncertainly. “Because, I know they could be firmer—”

“They’re perfect. You’re perfect,” Storn assured her. “You don’t understand, lovely one,” he continued, looking up into her eyes. “Females are so very scarce in my universe. And smooth-skinned females are almost unheard of. I have never seen breasts without fur on them before. They look so much more bare…so very enticing.”

As he spoke, he circled her tight nipples with his thumbs, sending sparks of pleasure down her spine and straight to her aching pussy.

Mia bit her lip and squirmed, pressing her thighs together as she tried to ease the growing ache.

“Would…would you like to kiss me there?” she heard herself asking. God, where did she get the nerve? “On…on my breasts, I mean,” she went on recklessly, pressing herself more firmly into his big hands.

“Mmm, how can I refuse such an invitation?” he growled softly. “Come a little closer, lovely one—let me kiss and suck your beautiful, smooth breasts.”

Mia kneeled up obediently, her heart drumming behind her ribs. God, what was she thinking, letting him do this? She’d only met him an hour ago and now she was letting him suck her breasts in a public park? Was she crazy?

That’s not true—I know him from our dreams, I’m sure of it, she told herself. Though she was pretty sure she had never gone this far with the big Satyr Kindred even in their mutual, shared dreams. But somehow, she didn’t want to stop.


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