muscles, licked the small wound as his body shuddered.
“Hell if I know,” he growled. It rumbled through his chest, a deep, predatory sound that had her
shivering in pleasure. “And it’s too damned late to worry about it.”
CHAPTER TEN
Callan carried her through the darkened house, his steps quick, stalking as he moved through a large
kitchen, a rustic living room, then into a long hall. Then he was turning into a doorway, kicking the door
closed as he passed it and moving to the wide bed on the far wall.
Merinus didn’t have time to think and Callan didn’t make her beg. The moment her back touched the
mattress he was moving over her, his lips taking hers, his tongue plunging forcefully into her mouth.
He tasted so good. Eagerly, her tongue mated with his, the spicy taste of his mouth easing the incredible
pain of lust that gripped her body. Like a drug addict in the first seconds of her ‘fix’, her body began to
ease, the harsh contractions in her stomach to lessen. But she wasn’t taking chances. Her hands gripped
his hair, holding him to her as his mouth devoured her. Lips and tongue mated with hers, hard, hungry,
her response urging him closer, urging the kiss deeper.
His arms went around her, blunt nails scraping along her back as she arched to him, her nude body
twisting closer, desperate to mate every cell in their bodies together. His hard chest, with its fine
sprinkling of golden brown hair rasped her nipples, engorging them to the point of pain. Powerful thighs
parted hers, a hand at her back moved to cup her breast, and still he kissed her.
He licked at her lips, nibbled at them, drew her tongue into his mouth and sucked at it before teaching
her to do the same. More of the incredible taste of him. She arched closer, the bare flesh of her cunt
jerking against the long, hot thickness of his erection as it lay against the soft flesh.
“So good,” he whispered against her lips, the rumble of pleasure that echoed through his chest making
her shiver. “Your kiss, Merinus, the taste of you, is exquisite.”
“So taste more,” she gasped, her head arching back as that rough, rasping tongue stroked over her
neck.
Oh, that was good. Real good. Hot, with a gentle abrasion that had her panting as he moved slowly to
her breasts.
“Don’t tease me,” she begged, twisting in the grip of an erotic heat that was burning her alive. “Take me,
Callan. I can’t stand it much longer.”
“I want to taste you first,” he bit out, his tongue licking her breasts, his lips nibbling sporadically. “I want
to bury my mouth in your cunt, Merinus. The smell of your heat is starving me for you.”
His hand moved to her abdomen, stroking its way to her parted thighs. She almost screamed when his
fingers, thick and hot entered the narrow, soaked slit of her pussy. She opened her eyes, seeing his
grimace of pleasure, the raw lust that transformed his face. Then in amazement she saw his arm lift, his
hand moving to his mouth.
Two fingers glistened with the frothy cream of her body. She whimpered as he took them into his mouth,
his eyes darkening on a sigh of ecstasy as he tasted her. His lashes lowered, becoming heavy with
sexuality, his lips were fuller, his face tense, tight with the needs that surged through his body as well.
“You taste as delicate as spring, as hot as summer,” his rough whisper sounded tortured. “I have never
tasted anything so good, Merinus.”
“Oh, hell. You like to talk,” she moaned. “Oh God, I never could stand that in movies. It’s too sexy,
Callan.”
He smiled, the curve of his lips tight.
“I want you to know how hot and sweet your body is, Merinus,” he told her darkly, moving, edging
lower along her body. “I want to tell you how I’m about to lick that sweet cunt of yours, eat that delicate
cream from your body.”
Her hips jerked involuntarily to the rough growl in his words, as well as the words themselves.
“Ask me to eat you,” he demanded roughly. “Say the words for me, Merinus.”
“Oh, God.” Her eyes widened as his face poised over the desperate, aching part of her body.
He was watching her heatedly, his eyes glittering, savage, hot.
“Say the words for me,” he repeated. “Give me permission to devour you.”
Merinus licked her lips, panting hard as he spread her legs further, his fingers barely glancing over the
moisture glazed flesh.
“Yes,” she moaned, shaking, desperate for the touch. “Eat me, Callan. Please lick me. Lick me now—”
Her head fell back, a hard shudder wracking her body.
His tongue rasped through the slit of her lips from bottom to top. Slow, sliding, erotically rough and so