He blinked to keep the moisture collected in his eyes at bay. The logical part of his brain reminded him he should still be violated by her ability. As invasive as it was, he believed her intentions were, as she stated, pure. She meant her words; she did accept him. Again reassured by her actions, unlike most humans, her actions went with her words instead of against them.
Ander's face flushed as his blood raced through his veins. Her dark eyes in the candlelight, with parted lips, moist and full. He wished to experience the softness of her mouth on his. He wanted to know if the kiss he imagined would be more exhilarating in reality. His eyes closed, could not stare at her mouth anymore. Her breasts pressed against him, the shape and softness evident through her shirt. He imagined splaying his fingers across the sensitive mounds, her nipples in his mouth.
Embarrassed again by his erection. Not inexperienced but without any effort, she took all of his hard won self-control. He forced himself to name the organs of each system in the body alphabetically to control his desire. Ander breathed in her scent; the tension slipped away. In response, she sighed in her sleep and moved closer until there was no space between them. It did not help his craving for her, but he did sense something he almost did not recognize. He felt complete.
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Grim Echoes
RomansaMaeve's ability to touch others' souls can be heartbreaking and confusing, but when she connects with two murderers, it turns her world upside down. Are they still killers if they only kill monsters? What starts as a random attack on the street stop...
