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eroticism of it forced a thin sound from her mouth. She d never imagined she could make a sound like
that, so desperate, so wanting.
Her head thrashed. Holy Mother, I m going out of my mind!
About time! Brin panted against her neck, the ebb and thrust of his cock creating a dark fire of pain
and pleasure.
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She writhed and mewled and begged without shame, scarcely knowing what she did.
Trey threw his head back. Gods, I m close! His throat corded. Brin!
As if his strangled cry was a signal, Anje s flesh convulsed in an endless heave that took her down and
rolled her soul under a dark wave of shattering sensation. Trey groaned and pumped and pumped,
shuddering until he was spent.
Vaguely, she felt the warmth of his semen wash into her. Behind, Brin s body went rigid and his cock
spasmed in long, tortured ripples that lasted forever. Her bowels cramped a last, greedy time and a
piercing sweetness took her by surprise as she came again, right on the heels of the first climax.
Gradually, she became aware of where she ended and they began. She was sagged into Trey s
shoulder, gasping, her mouth plastered open against his skin. Brin s hands cradled her breasts and his
stubbled cheek pressed against her upper arm. His hair lay with hers in a great tangle, black on black,
and Trey s hand was buried to the wrist in the combined mass of it.
Anje s heart still galloped like a vran at full stretch. She sucked in a long breath. The air was sharp with
the smell of sex and sweat, underlaid with the green freshness of the bracken.
Brin sighed and opened his palm flat over her breastbone. She felt her heart rise to meet his touch.
You re shaking, he said. Are you all right?
I think so. She lifted her heavy head and Trey released his hold on their hair. That was& I ve
never&
Trey s shaft slipped from her body. He kissed her cheek. Amazing s the word you re looking for.
A little sliver of hurt pierced her. Don t tell me you haven t shared a woman before. A reminiscent
shiver raised the hair on the back of her neck. You re too damn good.
Oh yes. Trey s thumb caressed her cheek. But it s never been like this. Has it, Brin?
No, agreed the shaman. Gently, he disengaged himself from her burning flesh. Gods, he was still half
hard! But then, we ve not fucked Lufra s Gift before.
As he spoke, he made room for her to straighten her limbs. She stretched luxuriously, then winced.
Open up, scout. Brin nudged her thigh.
Anje squinted. What for? she asked suspiciously.
We ll be riding all day tomorrow. Open up.
He wet a cloth with water from the gourd and cleansed her meticulously. Then he did the same for
himself, completely unselfconscious as he handled his heavy cock, washed around his testicles.
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Finally, he tossed the cloth aside, and lay down between her legs. His shoulders shoved her thighs apart.
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What are you ? Anje s head fell back as he set his mouth on her.
He dragged the flat of his tongue slowly through her slit. It felt warm and wet and muscular against her
aching flesh and she arched into his touch. With a grunt of satisfaction, the shaman slid his hands under
buttocks and lifted her for better access.
Strangely enough, it didn t feel as though he was trying to arouse her. The tongue bath was soothing
rather than titillating. His fingertips drew tiny circles on the outside of her thigh. A couple of times, she
nearly drifted into a languorous sleep. Mother, he was skilled!
As if from very far away, she heard Trey s irritated voice, continuing a conversation. Why not?
Brin paused in his ministrations, but he didn t lift his head. I told you, he said, payback, and blew
lightly over her swollen folds. Anje squirmed as he chuckled. Anyway, you re one ahead of me. Don t
be selfish.
Trey swore, but she lost the sound in the delicate sensation of Brin s pointed tongue, lapping gently at
her clit. She sighed with pleasure, her sex humming with joy, and rubbed the sole of one foot over his
ribs.
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