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Plucking at his buttons, she could only rumble her own growl of agreement.
Finally the edges of the shirt parted, revealing his broad chest, dusted in rich, curling hair. She smoothed her hands over the rise of his pectorals and listened to his groan as she thumbed his small, tight nipples.
Her corset yielded to his demanding fingers at last, spilling her breasts free for his mouth. She caught her breath as he bent to suckle in sweetly fierce tugs. “Rance…”
He rumbled something hot in reply, his fingers cupping and kneading with gentle skill. Her eyes drifted downward and found the massive ridge behind the fly of his trousers. She attacked the buttons with a greedy sound, hungry to touch him, taste him.
With every button, his cock pressed a bit more free, a long, rosy shaft, thickly veined and eager. She curled her fingers around his satin heat and groaned as he jolted in her hand.
Rance pulled away and hurriedly stripped his trousers down his thighs, pausing just long enough to drag off his boots before jerking his pants the rest of the way off.
He turned, magnificently naked, his cock thrusting from a thick nest at his groin. Zarifa caught her breath at the sight of him, tall and powerful, sculpted muscle lying in beautiful ridges along torso and thighs and brawny arms. He looked down at her, and his eyes seemed to catch flame.
Zarifa lay in creamy nudity atop the green velvet gown and red silk of the counterpane, her hair a crown of flame that matched the soft thatch between her legs. Her eyes looked fathomless as she gazed up at him, her soft lips parted. Her nipples peaked, rosy and lovely, on the full, soft mounds of her breasts.
“In all my life,” Rance said hoarsely, “I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as you. No woman, no mountain, no sunset, no nebula. Nothing as beautiful.”
Her violet eyes widened and blinked. She ducked her head, the gesture oddly shy. “I…” Her voice trailed off.
He’d rendered his bold empress speechless.
Of course, he had to kiss her again after that as he covered that strong, slim body with his. She kissed him back, her mouth just as eager and hungry as his own. When she curled her long legs around his waist, his head swam. He could feel her heart beating against his, hard and fast.
Violet eyes met his as he lifted his head. “I love you.” And the truth of that was stark in her exquisite gaze. A single tear spilled free to roll down her elegant cheek. “You gave me back my life.”
“No.” He brushed away the tear. “You’d have found a way to beat them even without me. That’s why I love you.”
She lifted her head and took his mouth with a warm, sweet hunger. They surged together, skin to skin, her breasts soft against his chest, his cock hard against her belly.
Rance began kissing his way down her body, lingering to taste the delicate hollow of her throat, then trailing gentle bites to the budding crowns of her breasts. She gasped as he paused to circle the tight peaks with his tongue and rake his teeth carefully across them. She tasted sweet, heady, impossibly delicious.
“Sweet Lady,” she moaned.
He started to smile—just as long, delicate fingers closed around his cock. His back arched in pleasure as she stroked and explored him.
“Let me taste you.” She cupped his balls in her hand, caressed him with a gentleness that stole his breath.
“Only if I get to taste you, too.”
She laughed, breathy and seductive. “You talked me into it.”
They rearranged themselves, him shifting until he was head down along her body. The scent of her sex hit him in a pure wave of intoxication, and he groaned as he lowered his head.
She was already deliciously wet. He shuddered in pleasure as he swirled his tongue through tender folds.
Then her hot mouth closed over him in a breath-stealing rush. He gasped at the laser-bright pleasure. And gave himself up to her.
Closing her mouth around the head of him was a pure, delicious pleasure all by itself. She loved the way he felt filling her mouth, loved the shudder and jump of his powerful body as he reacted to her touch.
And she adored every slow, tormenting lick he gave her in sweet retaliation. The pleasure
burned her like a brand, hot as Terran whiskey—and just as quick to go to her head. She wrapped one hand tighter around his thick shaft and took him deeper inside, digging her nails into his ass to hold him there.
Sweet Lady, he felt so good.
She licked, tasted, teased, fighting to concentrate despite the exquisite sensations he inflicted with his clever mouth and pumping fingers.
Until it wasn’t enough. She needed the thick cock she teased buried inside her as far as he could get it. She jerked her head away and gasped, “Now. Lady, Rance, now!”
