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It was as if noother had ever touched her and she was learning what it was like toawaken to the wonder of sex. Except, with this man, it would befarbetter. She was already hotter and wetter for him thanshe’d ever been for another.
When he releasedher other wrist, her hands fell on his broad back, and her fingersdug into the thick muscles bunching and flexing beneath her grasp.Mindless with her desire, she clutched and pulled as she sought tohave more of his flesh against hers.
Saber didn’t hearthe tearing of cloth or register it happening until her bra fellapart in his hands. Impatient to expose more of her, he shreddedher shirt next. He needed to feel every inch of her, to be insideher pounding out the lust she evoked so effortlessly.
When she ran fromhim, every one of his predatory instincts had screamed againstletting her go. As he chased her down, he’d known one thing… shewouldn’t get away from him; he wouldn’t allow it.
His fangsthrobbed, and he nipped at her lip. He didn’t draw blood, but hewanted to taste her.
The cool night aircaressing Caro’s skin as her ruined clothes fell away did nothingto dampen the ardor he’d awakened. But as she pulled him closer andher hips rose to meet his, she heard his words in her head andrecalled the last time they kissed. It ended in her humiliation,and she’d vowed never to let it happen again.
She didn’t wantthis to end. She had to experience the ecstasy having his shaftinside her would bring as itfinallyput an end to thesexual frustration she’d lived with since meeting him.
But whereas herbrain had completely shut down when he kissed her, it reared itsugly, prideful head now. Stealing herself for disappointment, Carolifted her leg and rammed her knee into his groin. As she did so,she tore her mouth away from his and shoved his shoulders.
Thrown off by thesudden agony blooming through his nuts and a dick previously veryexcited about what was to come, Saber didn’t expect the followingshove. He didn’t recover from the unexpected blow in time to stophimself from being launched off her.
Hitting the groundon his back, he cupped his balls as his knees lifted into hischest. She’d delivered a crushing blow that could make erectionsimpossible for a week.
Caro scrambled toher feet and managed to muster as much dignity as possible with herruined shirt and bra flapping open to expose her breasts. With herchin raised, she stomped over to the sword and reclaimed it. Sheslid the scabbard onto her back.
When she turnedback to him, she buried her guilt over kneeing him as he continuedto hold his crotch. She returned to where Saber lay on the ground,his eyes closed and his face contorted.
Don’t feel bad.He did the same to you.Well, not quite the same. Evolutionhadn’t designed her body with this major flaw of having suchsensitive organs on the outside, but he’d kicked her in a differentway and left her upset and alone.
But she did feelbad, even as she lifted her chin and stared haughtily down at him.She doubted he felt any guilt after abruptly walking away from herlast time. That didn’t make what she did any better.
She wasn’t aviolent person until he entered her life. And now she was stabbingSavages, breaking chairs, and kicking men in places she’d prefer tobe riding. Life sure had a way of being an unexpected bitch.
“Let me know whenyou’re ready to test the sword by going after the Savages. I’llbring it with me. We’ll go together,” she said.
Saber cracked openan eye to gaze up at her as she leaned over him. Anyone else, painor not, he would’ve jumped up, torn out their heart, and used theirhead to batter their bones into millions of pieces for doing thisto him.
Instead,amazingly,crazily, he almost smiled at the Amazon-likewarrior towering over him. Almost.
He would pay herback for this in the most delightfully torturous of ways.
“PerhapsCleopatra’s twat isn’t as sandy as I assumed,” he croaked out.
“Too bad you’llnever find out.”
With that, Caroturned and stalked away. She wished it felt better to leave himlying on the ground, cradling his crotch, but her body screamedagainst every step she took.
She’d cut off hernose to spite her face with this one, but she’d done the rightthing. If she’d let it go any further, having sex with that manwould be theworstdecision of her life.
I did the rightthing.
But no matter howoften she told herself this, her body told her she was completelywrong. And she felt it was right as she trudged up the stairs toher place.
CHAPTER 51
The nextafternoon, after icing his nuts for most of the morning, Saber’sballs had stopped being so jammed into his throat. His pride wasstill injured, but he could admit hekindof had it comingafter walking away from her last time.
Still, itirritated him that he hadn’t seen the blow coming. Next time, he’dbe prepared for her. And therewouldbe a next time. He wascertain of it.
His manhood hadbeen severely bruised and knocked about, but he still wanted her.Last night, she’d haunted his dreams again and left his cock achingwhen he woke.
He tried not tolet pride rear its head as he trudged up the stairs to her placeabove the barn. He should take the sword away from her and leave,but she wouldn’t make any more swords if he did, and they neededthe weapons.
