Last Chance For Love

An eBook By Brenna Lyons.

Susan nodded, her eyes glittering. She loosened his belt and dropped it to the floor. "We only have four months, Joel. Let's not waste time."

"And after you carry my child and you're safe from Mik?"

She raised her arms to help him, as he peeled her blouse off over her head. Jole closed his eyes to the sight of the damage Mik had done to her. He ran his lips over the bruises, and she arched to him, asking mutely for his healing...or perhaps for more.

Jole lifted her and settled her on her back on the bed. "After you carry my child?" he repeated. Would she be a bride to him after that? Would she only give him a child to escape Mik and then lock herself away from him? She could refuse more.

Susan darkened, and the blush ran down her chest. "Will you want me for more, Joel?"

"As much as you'll grant me." He healed another of the bruises Mik left.

She ran her fingers through his hair and cradled his head to her breast. "Will your lips always feel this good on my body?" she whispered.

Jole furrowed his brow. "My healing is pleasurable to you?"

"Very."

He smiled. The healing magic had never been enjoyed before. He suspected it had something to do with the human genes in her. "Were you excited by it, when I healed you your first morning here?" It would certainly explain her reaction to him, if she had.

Susan's lilting little laugh surrounded him. "Enough that I considered bumping my knee or something equally ridiculous to get you to do it again."

"In that case—" Jole closed his mouth over one rosy nipple and concentrated on his healing, though there was no bruise to heal.

Her body bowed up beneath him. Her fingers brushed the back of his neck and kneaded the muscles of his shoulders. Her body wept musk from her pleasure points, a potent call that made him dizzy in need.

Jole moved to her other breast, running his tongue around the rigid peak and teasing her with more. "Tell me what it feels like for you," he requested. He closed his mouth on the peek, taunting her.

She shuddered, and a mew of delight escaped her lips. "Cold. A single moment of ice followed by the heat of your mouth and a pulse of energy."

He concentrated his healing again, and she cried out, her hands tightening on his shoulders. Susan tried to draw him closer, but Jole held back, enjoying this form of love play and the effect it had on her.

"What kind of energy?" he prodded.

Susan reached down and caressed the length of him through his trousers. Jole panted, hardening further beneath her fingers. He had never climaxed without making it into a woman before, but Susan had him close to that.

"That kind," she whispered, pulling the buttons on his trousers from their holes.

Her hand closed around him, and Jole bent to her waiting nipple. His hands were busy undoing her trousers while his mouth nuzzled at her breast. Susan stroked him slowly, keeping time with his attentions. Jole dragged off his tunic, knowing that he would disgrace himself by spending in her hand, if he didn't do something else very soon.

She lost contact with him, as he moved to pull her boots and trousers off, but she contented herself with sitting up to massage his shoulders. Positioned to do that, she ran her lips over his chest muscles.

Jole's breathing was harsh in his own ears, and his blood rushed like river rapids in his veins, loud and fast. His schente, the women

assigned to please him over the years, sterilized for their own protection, had never shown him such intimacy. They'd taught him about pleasing a woman when he'd asked, eager to keep their positions in the royal household by making him happy. But, they were there to fulfill his desires. They were there to be used, as he cared to use them.

He smiled. "Will your lips always feel this wonderful on my body?"

Susan smiled up at him, a playful smile not unlike the one he'd seen when she rolled in the lizor flowers. Oh, how he'd wanted to take her in their fragrant depths.

"They can feel better," she offered.

Jole worked at deciphering that, to no avail. "In what way?"

She motioned for him to kneel further up and pulled his trousers down to his knees...

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