standing in only a pair of red high heels.
Victor broke the kiss and raised his head, then stilled, and she glanced curiously over
her shoulder to see what had his attention. She caught their reflection—the sight had
his eyes swirling with silver, but all it did for Elvi was make her decide one of them was
overdressed. Turning back, she finished pushing his shirt off, and then reached for the
snap of his jeans to undo it. The zipper quickly followed, then Elvi knelt to drag his
jeans down his legs, noting how strong and muscular they were and the fact that he'd
gone commando.
When his erection popped free of the blue cloth, Elvi leaned forward and pressed a
kiss to it as she continued pushing his jeans down. She gave up on the jeans, however,
when she reached his ankles, and instead reached for his erection, and then leaned
forward to draw him into her mouth and run her lips his length.
Victor immediately groaned and tangled his hand in her hair, but she was only
peripherally aware of that, her mind was swirling with a sudden infusion of pleasure.
As she caressed him, her mind filled with the sensations he was enjoying, her body
reacting as if it were being pleasured. She didn't know how it was happening, but she
seemed to be experiencing what he was experiencing. It was an incredible sensation,
letting her know exactly what felt best and how much pressure to apply, and she
wondered vaguely if Victor had been experiencing this in the garage the other day.
Was this how he'd known exactly what would drive her wild and when to stop and
make love to her?
Just when she thought she would explode with the pleasure overwhelming her, Victor
caught her by the upper arms and forced her back to her feet. He covered her mouth
with his own, and drove his tongue inside as he caught her behind the thighs and lifted
her to wrap her legs around his hips. Holding her in place, he kissed her thoroughly and
continued to do so as he turned toward the bed, apparently sufficiently distracted to
forget about the jeans still caught around his ankles. With the first step, they were
both reminded of it when he suddenly lost his balance and started to fall forward.
Elvi cried out and squeezed her eyes closed, arms tightening desperately around him
as she waited for a pain that never came. Releasing her, Victor reached out with his
hands, stopping them before her back touched the floor. They both released a relieved
breath, and then he peered down at her as she eased her hold on him and allowed
herself to ease down to lie on the floor beneath him.
"Are you all right?" he asked with concern.
Elvi started to nod, then froze, her head jerking toward the door at the sound of feet
pounding up the hall.
"Victor! Elvi!"
"Stop!" Victor roared, kicking out with his feet to hold the door closed as the knob
started to turn. When it stopped turning and silence erupted outside the door, Victor
released a breath and lowered his forehead to hers briefly, his eyes closing.
"Is everything all right?" Harper asked, his voice muffled through the door. "We heard
Elvi scream."
Victor raised his head and peered at her as he said, "She's fine. She… er… I was carrying
her back to the bed and tripped."
"Carrying her back?" Edward asked sharply. "What on earth was she doing up in the
first place? She shouldn't be up."
"Yes, I agree thoroughly… and shall endeavor to keep her there," Victor spoke
solemnly, but there was sudden devilment in his eyes as his gaze met Elvi's.
She started to smile in response, and then sucked in a breath as he shifted, his erection
rubbing against her. The silver in Victor's eyes burned hotter and he deliberately
shifted once more, caressing her with his body. Elvi's hands clutched at his shoulders
as her own body pressed into the caress.
"Well, I should hope so," Edward muttered. "The woman doesn't know enough to give
her body time to recuperate when necessary. She's forever rushing about right after
sustaining serious injuries. She needs a damned keeper."
"I'll keep her," Victor breathed by her ear, rubbing against her again, his erection slick
with her excitement.
"What was that?" Edward asked sharply. "I couldn't hear you."
"I said I'll be her keeper," Victor lied, his voice almost covering the sound of her moan
as they ground together once more. Almost.
"Are you sure she's all right?" Harper asked with concern. "I thought I heard her
moan."
"Are you all right, Elvi?" Victor murmured, pressing a kiss to the point below her ear as
he shifted to the side and ran one hand down to slip between her legs.
"Yes," Elvi groaned, arching her hips into the caress. She started to groan again, but