and she puts my kiss to shame. So much so that I desperately want to remove all of our clothes and do a lot more than kiss.
In an unexpected move, Xandra breaks the kiss and rolls onto her side. She looks a little green. “Are you alright?” I ask.
She nods but even that slight motion of her head increases her green hue. “I’m just really dizzy all of a sudden. Maybe I do need a nap.”
Passion set aside, I am now worried that her trip to the Shadow realm took more out of her than she has been willing to admit. “I think that would be a good idea. I should leave you alone so you can actually get some sleep.”
I start to get up but she pulls me back to her. “Stay, please. I want to take a nap with you.”
Smile in place, I lie back down and pull her close. With a soft kiss on her ear, I whisper, “Sleep well.” She is fast asleep before I finish saying that.
Chapter 8
A soft kiss wakes me from the sound sleep I had fallen into. Without even opening my eyes, I deepen the kiss eliciting moans of pleasure from both of us. After a moment, Xandra rolls me onto my back. I open my eyes to find her staring down at me. Stroking my stubbly chin, she whispers, “Beautiful.”
Then she makes my shirt disappear. Oh god, everyone in the house probably just lost their shirts. Probably not quite as bad as losing their pants like I just have now. What has gotten into her? I like it but…“Xandra, we need to be careful.”
With a sexy grin, she traces a finger down my chest and stops right below my navel. I am torn between making her stop and asking her to continue. “I will be very careful,” she purrs and her clothes are gone now. Okay, I am going to stop thinking and enjoy every bit of her naked body.
Our lips collide and my hand in her hair keeps her right where I want her. Oh god, this is incredible. Her naked body is flat against mine and if she keeps moving like that, we are going to be doing a whole lot more than kissing. I want this so badly. The heat of her skin against mine is driving me crazy. I cannot hold back a feral growl deep in my throat as her hands work their way down my chest and stomach.
A wandering hand moving much farther down than my naval causes the greatest schism my mind has ever felt. With a desperation that scares me, I want her to keep right on going. But something seems off. The moral part of my mind is screaming that this is not the right time for this. She just got out of a dangerous situation and her emotions are probably running high. I cannot take advantage of that.
Unfortunately, morality wins out and I have to stop this. I vow to become immoral in the future because morality is proving to be quite painful. Grabbing her hand with mine, I ask, “Xandra, what is going on? You know that if we go farther, we will have to immediately be hand-fasted.”
She playfully bites her lip. Something she knows makes me crazy. “Mm, a lifetime of being in your bed.” Rolling onto her back, she leaves me utterly speechless as she stretches like a cat; her beautiful naked body just begging for my touch. I will not be able to stand much more of this. My willpower is only so strong. In the worst use of my magic ever, I dress us both.
“Hey,” Xandra practically shouts in anger. “I didn’t ask you to do that.” Then her clothes are gone again. “Are you telling me you do not want this body?” She runs her hands down her silky skin and I hear my willpower cracking. But now I am sure something is off with her.
It is hard to speak through jaws that are as tightly clenched as mine. “Xandra, you know I want you, your body, every single piece of you. But this is not like you. I think you may be unwell from your trip to the Shadow world. Perhaps we can finish this conversation when you have had more rest.” I
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