Page 27 of The Trials of Neilina MacKai
Urgent need welled within her.Paradise fled.A flood of longing fogged her mind.Opening her lips, she tasted his mouth.
Rhuad moaned and licked into her mouth.
Her tongue coiled with his.Heat built in her belly and shivered through her body.
He pressed her closer.His hands stroked over her shoulders and down to gently clasp her buttocks.
The tender caress stole her breath.
She moved her lips over his face.She touched and tasted everywhere, and it wasn’t enough.“Please,” she whispered.
He released her and stepped back, leaving her bereft.
“Why?”The barely audible word rasped from her throat.
He rubbed his hands over his face.“Dear God.I should never have done that.”
The fog began to clear.“Nor should I.”
He dropped his hand and stared, mouth open.“Did you not like it?”
“Like is not the word that comes to mind.”
He pursed his lips before issuing a wry, “Indeed, what word does come to mind?”
“Several, actually.”
He folded his arms across his chest.
She peeked to see if he tapped his foot, but his boots remained firmly planted.
“Well?”
“Oh, if you insist on knowing what your kiss inspires, the list is long and includes soft.”
He smiled.
“Surprising.”
He cocked a brow.
“Heavenly.”
He grinned.
“Wonder, heat, shivers, and longing,” she said in a rush.
He dropped his arms and leaned, hip shot, against the wall.“Is that all?”
“Eternity is not long enough to list them all, but the word I feel most right now is regret.”
His jaw dropped, and he straightened.“I’ll never trouble you with my attentions in the future.”
“Dolt!”She fisted her hands and stamped her foot.“’Tis not the kiss I regret, but that I’ll not have another like it.”
“Why not?”He closed his mouth.
“Our handfasting is temporary, and as my brother ordered, chaste.I may want another kiss or ten, but like too many sweets, too many kisses such as that one, and I’ll lose what I value most.”She turned and put her hand on the door latch.
