Index Diana Hunter [Submission 01] Secret Submission [EC] (pdf) Trina Lane [Perfect Love 05] The Perfect Balance [TEB] (pdf) Chalker Jack L W Ĺwiecie Studni 1 PĂłĹnoc przy Studni Dusz (pdf) Dale Goldhawk Getting What You Deserve The Adventures of Goldhawk Fights Back (pdf) Harry Harrison Stars And Stripes 02 Stars And Stripes In Peril v3.0 (lit) Gabrielle Evans [Lawful Disorder 01] Lipstick and Handguns [Siren Classic] (pdf) Deborah Siegel Sisterhood, Interrupted From Radical Women to Girls Gone Wild (pdf) Alan Burt Akers [Dray Prescot 07] Arena of Antares (pdf) Christy Poff [Internet Bonds 09] Terms of Surrender [WCP] (pdf) Dawn Forrest [WeresRus] Alphas' Prize [Siren Menage Amour] (pdf) |
[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] it might be just as painful. His skin burned so terribly the thought of anything touching it made his skin crawl even worse. Eliza reached for something from one of several boxes that lined her cloth wall, and produced a bottle. She pulled the lid and leaned into Romair. Here. Drink. She held the opening to his lips. Romair gulped like a starving baby. When she tried pulling the bottle away he grabbed her wrist, tilting it further and letting the water spill over him. Eliza laughed. Have it, she told him, letting him take the bottle. There s more where that came from. She pulled out another bottle and gave it to Jolen. He downed half of it then poured the rest over his head. More. He almost begged. She moved between them, scooting closer on her knees. Her fingers strolled up Romair s leg, feeling like tiny knives scraping against his burnt skin. She glanced from him to Jolen, wiping water that had dripped to his chest onto her fingers. She sucked the water off, making a show of slowly moving her finger in and out of her mouth. Someone will pay for this water, she whispered suggestively. Give me more water and you can have whatever you want, Jolen told her. Romair looked at his friend. He needed that water desperately just to think clearly. But put out for it? With Eliza? Sex was sex. He d had that outlook most his life. Fucking one woman wasn t much different than fucking another. He took in the small-eyed woman with her large breasts stretching the soiled material over the ample flesh. She grinned, very satisfied with the answer, and turned to crawl back to the box, giving a very appealing display of her ass. Sharing her with Jolen wouldn t be so different from times in their past when they d passed around a lady or two. The torn shorts she wore rode high on her ass, the material barely covering her pussy. Her legs were thin, and slightly spread, offering invitation that either of them could do what they wanted. She turned, pulling out a couple more bottles, and scooted back in between the two men. Jolen grabbed one of the bottles from her, and she fell into him, laughing. He wrapped his arm around her, filling his hand with tit, while pulling the lid of the bottle off with his teeth and drinking like a drunk man. 135 Lorie O Clare Will you join us? she asked, holding the other bottle to Romair. He reached for it. You two have your fun, he said quietly, and then drank the foul-tasting water, wondering where Shara was. 136 Shara s Challenge Chapter Thirteen Romair, are you there? Shara asked for about the hundredth time and then sighed as her heart constricted painfully in her chest. Where the fuck was he? She never should have gone out of range yesterday. Preparing Zeal Current for the visitors from the surface had been imperative though. And she d been challenged more than once organizing troops without her two First Commanders. If something happened to either one of them, she d never forgive herself. Still no luck, huh? Jain drove the tran-bus through the quiet waters toward Zeal Current. Few people were up and swimming at this early hour. She pushed several buttons on the dash. We ve got two units of guards with us. Second commanders Morn and Kale report all are ready. Very good. She had to keep her thoughts focused on this morning s agenda. With twenty guards per unit, she should be more than armed. The last thing she wanted was controversy. There were no references, nothing to go by in how matters such as this had been handled in the past. Shara swam in very uncharted waters. And she did it alone. The morning lights wouldn t turn on for another hour. But she wanted to be prepared. She d tossed and turned all night last night. Wondering where Romair was, what he was doing, and how this morning s meeting with the leader of the surface would go, made sleep impossible. She ground her teeth, too many possibilities swimming in her head. If she didn t stay focused, everything would go wrong. Although with the amount of guards swimming with them, she doubted there would be trouble. Organizing them had been a bitch. And it wasn t her job to do it. Romair and Jolen should have been swimming at the lead. But they weren t here. All because Romair took matters into his own hands and arranged for the two of them to visit the surface. Of course, she could have overruled his decision. It was in her power. But she hadn t. He d demanded she submit to him, become his woman, and she d turned him down. Then ignoring the pain of her decision, she d swum away and fought to put him out of her thoughts. It hadn t worked for shit. Now he might be hurt, or worse. She pressed her earpiece to the side of her head, her fingers touching her gills. Remembering how his rougher caress had sent her over the edge, she struggled to hear something, anything. The transmission either had been shut down, or they were out of range. She pushed several buttons on her console. Control Central, she requested. 137 Lorie O Clare Yes, Ma am Dar, Pinta Moar said in her crisp tone. Do we have an open transmission still with Romair and Jolen? All systems show a live signal, there just isn t anyone there. My guess is they are out of range. Pinta confirmed her fears. Let me know if anything changes. She mumbled her thanks and switched her signal back to Romair. Are you there? she asked, although she knew he wasn t. Her heart ached. So many years they d been together and she d never seen him for what he was. If he would just come back, give them a chance. She needed him, and not [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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