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Savage Need (Temple of Luna, #2)
Book: Savage Need (Temple of Luna, #2) Read Online Free
Author: Moira Rogers
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rolled onto her side, a plush pillow tucked under her head and one graceful hand draped over the swell of her hip. She spoke the traditional words in a voice edged with breathless excitement. "I'm at your mercy, warrior."
    The breath left him in a rush. He admired her for a moment, letting his gaze trace the bronzed skin covering sleek curves. "I'm not a warrior," he whispered, but the reminder seemed false. He might not be a warrior, but he could feel the scars of one on his heart.
    Touching her would heal them.
    "Not a warrior?" A crease formed on her brow. "Because you spend your time healing? Then I suppose I'm not a priestess, since I do the same."
    Jarek reached up a finger to smooth over her forehead. "I fight in my way, and you serve Luna in yours. I'm just...not used to this. The violence doesn't build in me. I've been to the Temple once before in my life."
    "But we do more than offer release." The frown disappeared. "We're also here to remind you that there is as much pleasure in the world as pain. Don't you need that, Jarek?"
    The gaping hole in his memory suggested he did. He stroked his fingers down her cheek and over her mouth and felt a smile tug at his lips. "Maybe."
    She leaned up. "Then I am at...your...mercy." She punctuated every word with a kiss.
    He caught her lower lip between his teeth and growled as he urged her back to the bed. The words seemed more than mere ritual, especially when he felt her power wind around him. It smoothed the roughest edges off his pain even as it lured the beast, taunting with the promise of pleasure.
    And Zahra began to fulfill that promise with a slow, sweet kiss. Her fingers threaded through his hair, and her legs tangled with his. "You haven't changed so much," she whispered against his cheek. "You feel the same to me."
    He tasted her skin and reveled in the way she shivered when he dragged his tongue over her throat. "How do I feel?"
    "Intense, but gentle." She shivered again. "Strong."
    It made him smile as he nipped at her collarbone before indulging himself with a careful exploration of her full breasts. He loved the way she arched toward him as he cupped warm flesh and teased at her tight nipple, loved it even more when he gave her a hint of teeth and she whimpered softly.
    She writhed under him, responding to each lick and nip with ever louder moans. Finally, she dug her nails into his shoulders and panted his name. "Is this what being at your mercy means?"
    He'd barely touched her in a fraction of the ways he'd dreamed about. "Yes." He whispered the word against her hip as he stroked his fingers up her thighs, teasing caresses that stopped just short of her cunt. "Do you want me to touch you?"
    "Yes," she hissed, twisting as she tried to angle her hips under his hands. He curled his fingers around her thigh and held her still as he nipped his way back up her side. His hand tightened in the mass of disheveled hair cascading over the pillow, and he lifted his head so he could watch her face as he finally brushed his fingers along her wet folds.
    She cursed and lifted her hips to his touch. "Jarek, yes--please--"
    He wanted to see the look in her eyes when she came this time. "I could listen to you beg for hours." He found her clit and teased at it with his fingertips.
    Heat flashed in her eyes. "You wouldn't."
    "Are you sure?"
    Her laugh sounded more like a groan. "You probably would, just to see how loudly I'd scream."
    "And how loudly would you scream?" He slicked his fingers down and pushed two inside her before bringing his thumb back up to rub her clit.
    Zahra jerked and trembled as her cheeks and chest flushed red. "I wouldn't, not until I could take it anymore."
    He had the patience to discover just how long that took. His cock might be hard and aching, but the temptation to sheathe himself inside her was nothing compared to the enchanting idea of having her truly at his mercy.
    He crooked his fingers inside her and watched her face as he started a careful
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