I touched one to see if Maska’s hair here was as soft as the hair on his face. It was. Moaning, I slid my hands up his inner thigh. “She’s awake.” “Very awake,” Erik agreed. His breath rasped over my neck and I shivered, then sat up. Maska lay at the other end ...
“Lights,” Clay barked out. The built-in lamps along parallel walls came on low. He must have them set to start that way. I could see why as I saw his room for the first time. The soft lighting allowed sight in the room to navigate the large bed taking up most of the space, but it also threw the w...
She was built strong. Tall with slim, muscled arms left bare by a soaked black tank top. She was shivering, yet her expression held a sort of fierce determination that kept her from looking at all vulnerable. “I am not here to hurt anyone.” She kept the gun on Jenna, who still held her crossbow. ...
I frowned at my younger sister, but glanced at Bastian Sithbrun between strands of messy, red hair. It had fallen from the usual knot when I’d wrestled with a temperamental hover dolly this morning, and I’d been in too much of a hurry to get here and talk Lux into letting me fly out to the supply...