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“I do not think you have ever been kissed.” He brought his lips close to hers. “Would you like to be kissed, Brianna?”
A warm heat began to spread over her, quivering her flesh. She stared at him, a face that held its own pain and lips that had not fully hea
led,and yet she wanted that kiss more than anything she had ever wanted in her life. And he was giving her a choice.
“Aye, Royce, I wished to be kissed.”
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Royce lowered his lips to hers, and Brianna stiffened.
He smiled, stroked the side of her face gently, and whispered, “This will not hurt.”
She looked at him with concern, her body relaxing as she brought her finger to tenderly touch his lip that was still red and swollen, though not nearly as bad as it had been. “It will hurt you.”
“It will be worth it.”
Her lips parted to speak, though words escaped her, and he took advantage of the moment. He gently captured her mouth with his.
She winced instead of him when she felt the swell of his lip; she thought how it must pain him even with gentle pressure. And then she began to sense the taste of him upon her own lips, and she suddenly found herself thinking only of his kiss.
He was in no rush and took his time; kissing the corners of her mouth, her upper lip, playfully nibbling at her lower lip, and then once again settling his mouth over hers. This time he eased his tongue between her sensitive lips and gently introduced her to a kiss she had never known existed. It stole her senses, raced her heart, and ignited her passion. A passion she had never known she possessed.
Her sigh mixed with a moan when his lips finally left hers. While she certainly experienced pleasure, there was also regret that the kiss had ended much too soon.
She spoke truthfully to him. “I liked that.”
“So did I.”
She knew she was being much too direct and much too improper, but at the moment she did not care. “I do not mind if you wish to do it again sometime.”
He was just as direct. “What if I wish to do it often?”
She grinned. “I would look forward to every moment.”
He laughed softly. “I love your honesty.”
“I have no patience for deceit; I lived with it far too long.”
“I am honest with you in all we have discussed,” he assured her.
“I do not question your honesty.”
“Why? I am more a stranger to you than not.”
She rested her hand on his arm. ‘Tell me about yourself, and then you will no longer be a stranger.”
He was not ready to do that, and he doubted she was ready to hear the truth. “There is nothing to tell. I am a warrior. I fight for my clan and its honor.”
She stared at him for a brief moment. “Then you are an honorable man and a trustworthy one.”
‘Trustworthy enough to kiss you again?”
Her eyes rounded with excitement. “Most definitely.”
Her hands grasped his arms when he leaned over her to share another kiss. They lingered in the kiss, lost in a haze of tender passion, each wondering where this kiss would finally take them.
It took them both into a restless slumber. Where usually they slept with ease beside each other, this night they both were uneasy.
