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against his chin, willing him to find the right spot. When he did, she cried out and lost
tension on his cock. He groaned and jerked. Momentary horror that she d accidentally
hurt him in her own surprise interrupted the rocketing crash of pleasure tearing through
her limbs. A jet of hot semen brought her back to it. His climax pumped into her mouth,
over and over. She swallowed to breathe, had to pull her mouth from his twitching cock,
and collapsed draped across his thighs.
Salim delivered one last kiss and gently sucked at her entrance, soothing the
fluttering ring, before he turned his head away. Harsh breathing fanned her inner thigh.
She knew she should say something, even a cheesy thank you, but she couldn t
summon the breath or the energy. He d sent her into some zoned-out state, and she
couldn t focus on anything but the tingle in her fingertips and toes.
Traces of his climax had cooled, but not dried, on her collarbone. She had no idea
how long her mental departure lasted, but her pulse jumped. She d forgotten how she
left Salim bound and blinded. His breathing was calm and even, not deep enough to be
sleep-breathing. When she moved, he kissed the inside of her knee.
Still with me? he asked.
She tried to say yes, but a sleepy noise came out instead. Her stomach growled.
Salim laughed softly. Come let me see you?
Mmm, okay. She yawned and untangled her hair from beneath his knee. She
maneuvered gingerly, fearful of kicking him in the head if she wasn t careful, and
repositioned to stretch out face to face. He wore a lazy half-smile below the blindfold.
Close your eyes& it s bright out here. She worked the loose knot until dark cloth fell
away.
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Salim braved the light, blinking and squinting at her. She reached to slip the looped
and twisted belt from his wrists. His arms came around her the minute she freed them.
He squeezed her close and wrapped one leg around both of hers. Hello, he murmured
against her cheek.
Hi, she said, a smile teasing its way to her lips. How re you?
Wonderful.
Wonderful was a good word.
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Unfortunately, wonderful couldn t go on forever. Cora dozed on and off in Salim s
arms. She jerked awake at exactly 4:30 a.m., emerging disoriented from shallow dreams
that were littered with ringing telephones and piles upon piles of pearls. The flavor of
sour, acidic grape lingered on her lips. Whispers hissed in her ears. Alone in the bed, the
room was dark save the glow of the hallway nightlight, and the ringing telephone wasn t
part of the dream. Wasn t exclusive to the dream. The chime of her cell ring tone jangled
through the house twice more and stopped abruptly. Even after the phone stopped
ringing, the whisper-hiss remained to torment her.
She slid off the bed, holding onto the footboard. Sex left her legs as reliable as sticks
of well-chewed gum. By the time she made it to her robe and wrapped up in fuzzy ivory
comfort, a man s shadow stretched through the doorway. Fear stabbed in her stomach.
She managed to bite back the scream that leapt to her throat.
When did you wake up? Salim asked.
Just now. Do you hear anything? Her breath came in gasps. Is somebody in the
house? Why was he so calm? She looked past him to the hall. Her gaze fastened on her
reflection in the bathroom mirror, dark but visible across the way. Glowing eyes
gleamed back at her.
We re the only people here. I was just downstairs. He placed the phone on the
bureau.
She snatched up the phone and dialed her mother s number. Miranda answered on
the second ring.
For God s sake, Ma, stop watching me! she said. I can see you. I can feel you. And
it s creepy.
Salim looked at her as if she d grown two heads. Cora tried to ignore him and instead
glared at the alien eyes in the mirror. What had her mother seen in her scry? She
shuddered at the memory of love-sounds coming from Miranda s bedroom. Some things
weren t meant to be shared.
Miranda sighed into the phone. I just wanted to know you re alright.
I m fine.
You re keeping your promise?
She ground her teeth together. You re still watching.
The eyes faded. Salim leaned on the edge of the bureau, watching her. She mouthed
my mother and pointed at the phone.
Promise? Miranda asked.
Yes, Ma. I ll call you later. She hung up without waiting for an acknowledgement.
Salim raised his eyebrows.
My mother fancies herself a spy, Cora explained.
Was she calling you just now?
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against his chin, willing him to find the right spot. When he did, she cried out and lost
tension on his cock. He groaned and jerked. Momentary horror that she d accidentally
hurt him in her own surprise interrupted the rocketing crash of pleasure tearing through
her limbs. A jet of hot semen brought her back to it. His climax pumped into her mouth,
over and over. She swallowed to breathe, had to pull her mouth from his twitching cock,
and collapsed draped across his thighs.
Salim delivered one last kiss and gently sucked at her entrance, soothing the
fluttering ring, before he turned his head away. Harsh breathing fanned her inner thigh.
She knew she should say something, even a cheesy thank you, but she couldn t
summon the breath or the energy. He d sent her into some zoned-out state, and she
couldn t focus on anything but the tingle in her fingertips and toes.
Traces of his climax had cooled, but not dried, on her collarbone. She had no idea
how long her mental departure lasted, but her pulse jumped. She d forgotten how she
left Salim bound and blinded. His breathing was calm and even, not deep enough to be
sleep-breathing. When she moved, he kissed the inside of her knee.
Still with me? he asked.
She tried to say yes, but a sleepy noise came out instead. Her stomach growled.
Salim laughed softly. Come let me see you?
Mmm, okay. She yawned and untangled her hair from beneath his knee. She
maneuvered gingerly, fearful of kicking him in the head if she wasn t careful, and
repositioned to stretch out face to face. He wore a lazy half-smile below the blindfold.
Close your eyes& it s bright out here. She worked the loose knot until dark cloth fell
away.
36
Dragon Queen: Book 2: Dragon Dance
Salim braved the light, blinking and squinting at her. She reached to slip the looped
and twisted belt from his wrists. His arms came around her the minute she freed them.
He squeezed her close and wrapped one leg around both of hers. Hello, he murmured
against her cheek.
Hi, she said, a smile teasing its way to her lips. How re you?
Wonderful.
Wonderful was a good word.
37
Dragon Queen: Book 2: Dragon Dance
Chapter Eight
Unfortunately, wonderful couldn t go on forever. Cora dozed on and off in Salim s
arms. She jerked awake at exactly 4:30 a.m., emerging disoriented from shallow dreams
that were littered with ringing telephones and piles upon piles of pearls. The flavor of
sour, acidic grape lingered on her lips. Whispers hissed in her ears. Alone in the bed, the
room was dark save the glow of the hallway nightlight, and the ringing telephone wasn t
part of the dream. Wasn t exclusive to the dream. The chime of her cell ring tone jangled
through the house twice more and stopped abruptly. Even after the phone stopped
ringing, the whisper-hiss remained to torment her.
She slid off the bed, holding onto the footboard. Sex left her legs as reliable as sticks
of well-chewed gum. By the time she made it to her robe and wrapped up in fuzzy ivory
comfort, a man s shadow stretched through the doorway. Fear stabbed in her stomach.
She managed to bite back the scream that leapt to her throat.
When did you wake up? Salim asked.
Just now. Do you hear anything? Her breath came in gasps. Is somebody in the
house? Why was he so calm? She looked past him to the hall. Her gaze fastened on her
reflection in the bathroom mirror, dark but visible across the way. Glowing eyes
gleamed back at her.
We re the only people here. I was just downstairs. He placed the phone on the
bureau.
She snatched up the phone and dialed her mother s number. Miranda answered on
the second ring.
For God s sake, Ma, stop watching me! she said. I can see you. I can feel you. And
it s creepy.
Salim looked at her as if she d grown two heads. Cora tried to ignore him and instead
glared at the alien eyes in the mirror. What had her mother seen in her scry? She
shuddered at the memory of love-sounds coming from Miranda s bedroom. Some things
weren t meant to be shared.
Miranda sighed into the phone. I just wanted to know you re alright.
I m fine.
You re keeping your promise?
She ground her teeth together. You re still watching.
The eyes faded. Salim leaned on the edge of the bureau, watching her. She mouthed
my mother and pointed at the phone.
Promise? Miranda asked.
Yes, Ma. I ll call you later. She hung up without waiting for an acknowledgement.
Salim raised his eyebrows.
My mother fancies herself a spy, Cora explained.
Was she calling you just now?
Right, that s why Salim wasn t in bed when she woke up. The phone had been [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]