Cat Marsters [Empire 02] Burning Desires (pdf)

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She writhed against him, her body hot and naked, streaked here and there with
soot, and Swann felt his cock swell, rising against her thigh, between her thighs,
pushing for entrance. Pain forgotten, he surged into her and they tumbled to the
ground, thrusting and gasping and rolling against each other, hot and hard and fast and
forever.
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Swann felt Libby convulse in orgasm and joined her, soaring into heat and
pleasure, and when it was over he lay with her against the cold rocks, breathing hard
and grinning like a fool. He was so high he swore he felt the rocks vibrating under him.
Wait the rocks were vibrating under him. Something was coming, something
huge and loud, and if he hadn't been so busy fucking himself into oblivion he'd have
realized that.
An Imperial Cruiser shuddered into view, huge and dark, blocking out the
horizon, filling the sky.
"Oh shit, Libby mumbled. I'm not sure I can incinerate a whole Cruiser."
"You don't have to, Swann said, as a search beam locked onto them and a voice
informed them they'd be shot to hell if they didn't give themselves up immediately.
"Raise your hands, Swann said, and Libby looked at him incredulously. Walk
to the edge, he said, nodding at the sharp edge of the cliff. Below it, waves pounded.
Libby stared at them, then at him, and she smiled.
"Catch me? she said.
"Always, replied Swann, and the two of them jumped over the edge.
Epilogue
The dark shape under the ocean loomed closer, but this time Libby wasn't afraid.
Swann held her safe and tight, his mouth hot over hers, his hands roaming her back as
he swam them down to the Swift Revenge at a leisurely pace. His fingers found the
gaping hole in the back of her neck and soothed the sting of salt water, his Mer magic
closing the wound.
The airlock cycled open, and Libby lifted her head from Swann's mouth to see
Scelp grinning at them both.
"Welcome aboard, Swann, he said, and Swann grinned back. To Libby, Scelp
said, What took you so long?"
She glanced at Swann and her cheeks went hot. We, uh, got delayed, she
mumbled.
Scelp rolled his eyes and stood aside to let them pass.
"How's Diver? Libby asked.
"Getting better. Wants to see you both but, Scelp regarded their clasped hands
and rampant nakedness, I guess that can wait."
"Damn right it can, growled Swann, and tugged Libby to his cabin.
"Tell him we're, uh, busy, Libby gasped as Swann half carried her into his room.
"Doing what? Scelp laughed.
Swann pushed her up against the wall and nudged in between her legs. He was
hard, she was wet, and both of them were hot as hell.
Swann pushed inside her half an inch, then he stopped and laughed, resting his
forehead against hers.
"I'm busy, he called to Scelp, taking Liberty."
Cat Marsters
Cat lives in a village in southeast England, which, while not quite a fairytale
setting, is nonetheless very pretty and was mentioned in the Domesday Book of AD
1087. She shares a house with only slightly batty parents who hardly ever tell her to get
a real job, and a musician brother who knows there's no chance she'll ever get one if he
doesn't. Cat doesn't have children but she does have cats, who are her babies in every
sense except the biological one.
Cat has been writing all her life, but in order to keep herself rich in shoes and
chocolate, she's also worked as an airline check-in agent, video rental clerk, stationery
shop assistant, and laboratory technician. She's aiming for a fairytale cottage, and asks
all potential Prince Charmings to apply in writing with pictures of themselves and their
Aston Martins.
Visit Cat's web site at www.catmarsters.com. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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