![]() ![]() There was blood spattered across my blue top. I followed his glance and found that blood was seeping out from it. He did two quick thrusts that left me breathless, then he raised up on his hands like he was trying to do a bad push-up with his groin pressed tight against mine. He grinned at the surprised look on my face and said, "You're not moving enough, luv, let me show you how it's done." ![]() I was suddenly on the floor staring up at him, my hands on his shoulders as if I'd grabbed the nearest thing to prevent me from falling. He rolled us over in a sudden amazingly fast, fluid movement, and never fell out of me, which is harder to do than it sounds. ![]() I don't know what I would have said, because Byron rolled me. "Sex, or love, ma petite, what else is there for us?" "Let me guess," I said, and again it wasn't aloud. "We stop her as we did Moroven, by sending her something she does not understand." "A man likes to know he's not boring a girl," he said, but there was no smile to go with the light-hearted comment. ![]() It blew my concentration all to hell, and all I could do was stare down at him. "She's using him as a conduit for her own power."īyron suddenly drew back and thrust himself inside me again, and did something with his h*ps and legs at the same time. "She made Primo," I said, and it was only then that I realized I wasn't talking out loud. "She is the Dragon." He spoke in my head, and there was urgency there. ![]()
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