Page 58 of The Seer

Their mental link pulsed, humming, as if energy flowed through, making it stronger.

“He loves you, too, Taryn-Taryn.”

“Maybe don’t tell him, but I might have a soft spot for him also.”

Fintan’s grin held no sign of the vampire-like fangs of the creature, but the humor behind the gesture was the same.

“So, I’ll be hearin’ it from you again.”

She pretended ignorance. “What’s that?”

He sat back on his heels and rested his hands on her knees.

“I think ya know.” Running his fingers along her outer thigh, he hooked them around the waistband of her bikini briefs and inched them downward. He paused before uncovering her mound. “You’ll need to say it if you want another five-note orgasm, love.”

“I don’t know if I can handle another one. It took me”—she frowned—“How long was I out? You never said.”

“About two hours after I broke free. I don’t know how long that actually took.”

“Two hours? Huh. I guess that means I’m rested enough.”

He chuckled, low, sexy, and full of promise, causing her stomach to clench. “Two hours is a mighty long time for me to resist your charms, love. I should be receivin’ a feckin’ medal for heroism in the face of all that temptation lyin’ half naked in me bed.”

“Should I conjure one for you?”

“Sure, and I wouldn’t reject it.” He dipped his head, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of her lower abdomen. “A reward’s a reward.”

Taryn huffed a laugh. “So you’re saying we have two hours to make up for?”

“Aye. Two hours of lovemakin’ is long enough to be rewardin’ me for not takin’ full advantage. But if we run over, I won’t be complainin’.”

She bucked against him, enjoying the heat of his mouth and the soft scratch of his stubble against her skin. “Stop stalling.”

He lifted his head, and wicked intent glinted in his eyes.

But he didn’t rush.

Hell no! He crawled up her body and kissed her like he had nowhere else to be. Slow, deep, exploratory. His mouth teased hers open, tongue sliding in with unhurried confidence, coaxing a moan from her throat. She sank her hands into his hair, anchoring him there. The connection was electric, and their bond hummed like a tuning fork struck too hard.

Her skin felt tight and too small to contain the building pressure.

“You say stallin’. I say takin’ me time and doin’ it right.”

“Mm. From what I remember, you always managed to get it right.” She pressed the back of her hand to her brow and affected a thoughtful pose. “But my memory is foggy because it was so,solong ago.”

He nibbled a path along her jaw, nipping gently at her chin, then down her throat to where her pulse thundered and gave her away.

“So it’s a reminder, you’re needin’?” he asked. His gravelly growl tickled low in her belly.

“Yes, that might be nice.” Taryn traced the curve of his naked back, a muscled marvel.

Fintan bent and pressed his lips to her inner thigh, warm breath fanning over sensitive skin as he worked her underwear down her legs.

“Tell me. Do you remember this,aoibhneas mo croí?” His hot mouth closed over her.

“Goddess, yes!” A thread of need wrapped around her. “I remember everything about you, Fintan. About us.”

His gaze locked on hers as he kissed his way across her stomach, the curve of her ribs, the center of her chest, and upward. When he reached her mouth, he hovered there, his lips a breath away.

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