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her and then they hated her. That was the way of it.
She stared at her narrow bed, the corners of her blanket tucked in with neat
precision in military style. It might as well be a nun s bed in some religious
cloister for all the passion that had ever warmed its cold sheets. Instead,
she d spent the last few years denying her natural amorous appetite, trying to
ignore the intense sexuality that flowed like a raging firestorm through her
veins.
Blane Llewelyn had brought it roaring back to life with the merest brush of
his warm breath against her cheek. His alluring scent was like fuel to some
inner sacred flame that refused to be quenched. She had found her matching
spark at last. Stimulated by his powerful scent, impassioned desire raged
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through her with dangerous intensity.
His face filled her inner vision. Her hands moved of their own volition to
stroke her upper arms where his touch had branded her. Her throat went dry as
she remembered the strength of his grip. Her heart beat slower as the memory
intensified, each beat heavy with the erotic desires sizzling in her veins.
Her blood slowed too, pooling its heat in sensitive places, swelling her
intimate flesh so that the slightest movement aroused her tingling nerves to
the keen edge of pleasure.
She caught a glimpse of her face in the mirror. Her skin was flushed and her
eyes glittered with hunger.
She d seen that same glitter in the eyes of men. Was Blane a freak like her?
Her male counterpart?
Would he understand her torment?
Hope flared, only to die. She couldn t endure another disappointment. He was a
man. Hormones, that s all it was. Hormones out of control. She was so horny
the mere smell of a healthy man was enough to set her off. Well, if her long
voyages alone in the depths of space had taught her nothing else, they d
taught her how to satiate her out-of-control hormones.
Lifting her head in a proud gesture, she pulled at the quick-seal fastenings
of her clothes, ripping off her jacket, blouse and bra. They floated to the
floor and she stepped over them.
Naked from the waist up, she paused to admire the round perfect globes of her
breasts, the creamy white skin, the dark red nipples. Watching herself in the
mirror, she lifted her hands and cupped both breasts, admiring their fullness.
Her eyelids fluttered shut and her breathing quickened as she imagined
Blane bending over her to take one of her tender nipples in his mouth. At the
thought, her nipples hardened, taut with desire.
Passion flamed through her. Uttering an oath, she kicked off her boots and
pulled down her pants. In another moment she was completely nude. Her hands
stroked frantically over her skin, caressing her breasts and belly, kindling a
flame that flickered downward to set her secret parts afire. Her fingers
plucked at the stiff, extended nipples that begged for Blane s mouth. She
collapsed on the bed and ran her hands down her sides, over her hips and
across her flat abdomen to the tangle of curls that concealed her woman flesh.
As her fingers slipped over the moist skin and found the small, hard nub, she
sank deeper into an
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uninhibited fantasy of Blane beside her in the bed. Squeezing her eyes shut,
she imagined that her hands were his. His violet eyes deepened into dark pools
of desire again in her imagination& his strong body pressed against hers, his
rigid length mute testimony to his passion. His hot mouth moved over her
trembling skin, each kiss igniting rivers of fire that flowed into her belly
and aroused her beyond endurance&
She moaned aloud, lost in her fantasy. She looped her arms around his neck and
pressed her body brazenly against his, inviting intimacy. This was the moment,
the terrible moment when all other men turned to maddened beasts with no other
thought than to ravish her. Only in fantasy could she be safe, only in fantasy
could she give rein to her dreams. She imagined his violet eyes filled with
love and desire as he drank in her naked body. He whispered her name with
longing and she knew that he loved her for more than the lust she could
arouse. His hands reached for her, his thumbs stroking her shivering skin with
gentle touches, rousing her to pleasure. He opened her legs and his hard body
covered hers as he thrust into her.
Little whimpers of longing escaped her. Her fingers pressed between her legs,
stroking her inner fires to culmination. Like a spring coiled too tight, she
exploded. Her whole body shuddered as waves of delicious pleasure pulsed
through her. She gave a little cry of release and turned over onto her side,
pulling a pillow into her arms. As the orgasm subsided, her fantasy dissolved.
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