womb gripped his cock. Saber shuddered, helplessly caught in the moment.
The soft murmur of voices jerked him up. Jo froze. They stood listening, both panting and poised on orgasm.
“I saw her come this way. She shouldn’t be alone. She doesn’t know what she’s doing.” The woman sounded as if she was on the verge of panic. Saber hesitated before continuing in an instinctive rhythm, but slower and more quietly. Jo relaxed, moving with him and stoking the need that burned both of them. Then he heard his brother Joe’s voice. “No, I bet they’ve gone for a walk down by the river.”
With his superior eyesight, Saber caught Sly’s wicked grin as he diverted the darkhaired woman away from the copse of trees where Saber stood with Joanna. Silently he thanked his brothers.
“Joe’s right,” Sly murmured. “The ground is very rough this way. They would have walked down the path.”
“If you’re sure,” Maggie said. “My friend has acted very strangely this month. I’m worried about her. She’s not herself.”
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Shelley Munro
A whispered curse from Joanna lifted Saber’s brows. A smile quirked his lips as the voices faded away in the opposite direction.
“Make me come. Please make me come before they come back,” Jo pleaded. Saber set up a steady rhythm, each surge and retreat pulling him closer to release. He slipped a finger between her legs and stroked her clit. Jo bucked against him, shuddering violently. Her womb clenched hard, the tiny nubbin spasming beneath the slide of his finger. She gasped, her slim body tensing. Saber thrust deep. Hard. His breath loud to his own ears, his whole world focused on sensation and the way this woman felt in his arms, surrounding and milking his cock in her tight grip. Another thrust and semen exploded from him in a blaze of pleasure. He collapsed against her back, breathing hard, his cock still pulsing. The hovering feline retreated, appeased by his release with Jo. The darkening under his fingernails that indicated the imminent arrival of claws receded, and his skin and teeth appeared normal once again. Saber inhaled deeply, dragging in their combined scents and the fresh Middlemarch air. This was not going to be a one-time-only fling. He wanted more than a night with her. His jaw firmed in determination and he licked the fragrant skin behind her ear. All he had to do was persuade this woman to stay…
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Scarlet Woman
Chapter Two
Saber pulled out of her, feeling instantly bereft. He tucked himself back in his trousers and tugged up his zipper. Producing a hanky from his pocket, he handed it to Jo. “Here. Use this.”
“Thanks.” She glanced about them and sashayed over to a small leafy bush. She tugged a pair of red panties free from the leaves and surveyed them with a rueful smile.
“Looks like I’m going without.”
“I’ll buy you some more,” Saber said, pleased with her matter-of-fact acceptance. Most women of his acquaintance would have acted pissed and taken it out on his bank account. “But I’m going to enjoy knowing you’re bare beneath your dress.”
Jo laughed. “I have a bra on.”
“I dare you to take it off.”
“What will you give me in return? Bare skin? Will I get to see your butt? Full frontal sex?”
“Oh, yeah.” Saber gave a big, bad wolf smile. Shit, if he could have her again, he’d promise anything. “A tough assignment, but I’m man enough for the job.”
A gurgle of laughter escaped. “You think?”
“Yeah. Do you want to go back to the dance or would you like to go home with me for a few hours before the train leaves? A soft bed. Comfort. Great sex. What do you think?”
Jo shrugged a red shoestring strap off one shoulder then repeated the move with the other. She flicked the closure of her red bra open, holding his gaze the whole time. The bra lifted away, revealing creamy curves. Silently, she handed it to him, still warm from her body heat. “Yes.”
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Shelley Munro
“Yes, what?”