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KarRa picked up a teapot from the side of the lounge and had just set it down on the table in
her room when Rylan stalked into the room without asking. He continued to stalk right up to
her until he'd backed her into the wall.
"What are-?!"
He cut her off by lowering his head and running his nose all over face. Pulling back he
growled, "Who's been here? I can smell him."
"Yeah, I had a little test fuck-"
Rylan's lips slammed down on hers, eating at her mouth.
Stunned, she stood frozen beneath the hard licks and demanding wash of frustration for about
two seconds before she tentatively began to move her mouth under his.
He growled again and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight to him with a hand at the
small of her back, the other at the back of her head. His mouth was slanting back and forth,
his teeth nipping, his tongue stroking. The pressure changed from hard and desperate to
coaxing, to frenzied, to savoring. A wisp of fire flickered between her legs, grew into a
flame that licked her belly, and explored into an inferno.
They had kissed many times, sometimes quick hard smacks of pursed lips, sometimes soft
nuzzling touches. Never with passion. Never like this.
KarRa wondered at his taste, how it went perfectly with his smell, both of which settled deep
into her body. The raspy feel of his tongue, the perfect way he sealed their mouths, broke
apart to tease and lead her tongue, and then shifted for another sensation. He was Rylan, but
as she had never known before.
Soon his hardness pressed between them, and his hips began to surge against her. Shocked, she
jerked away from the aggressive heat. He followed, grinding against her mound. His lips
picked up the same rhythm. The beat of him against her belly filled her with an urgency that
made her heart wild.
She hesitated at the intense feeling, and he fused his mouth to hers and drank deep while he
ground himself into her in a rolling slide.
He was saying, Yes I'm hard, and no it's not like before, where we'd both ignore it like it
meant nothing.
It went on and on, the deep pressure against her stomach, and her tongue so tangled with his
she didn't know whose was whose. His taste was sliding down her throat, and she wanted more.
She wanted to eat him, every inch of his skin. Her hands fisted in the sides of his vest. Any
minute now her skin was going to combust.
In the middle of the incredible building sensation he broke away, literally staggering away
to brace himself with his back to her at the table. They were both heaving for breath.
After several breaths she was still without anything to say, but he turned and her breath
caught at his lowered and forward thrust head, his eyes the green of carrot tops with
mageheat, his hands in fists.
"KarRa, I love you. It will be so good between us. It will be my final homecoming. Know this-
no matter what you choose, we will fuck sometime soon. I won't be able to help it, and you
will just have to deal with it. You. Are. Mine. No matter where you think to go."
KarRa opened her mouth, to say what her stunned brain didn't know. What would have fallen out
she never knew, because he lunged for the door and left.
About twenty heartbeats later, KarRa unlocked her knees and sagged against the wall, slowly
sliding down it to sit stunned on the floor. That was Rylan? She had just kissed Rylan? He
had promised to fuck her? After several more moments she finally had a thought beyond her
surprise. What was she going to do?
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