Terran Times 02 - Deal with a Dhemon (32 page)

Deal with a Dhemon

Now one of the heroes of Dhema was going to take a human to wife.

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Viola Grace

rodin sat stunned for a moment, then smiled.

BLaughter bubbled up within him and escaped in a roar of glee. His laughter was contagious and soon the entire room was convulsed with mirth.

Well, with the exception of Kassil. He sat at the Mintag board and scowled his disapproval.

“It’s not really that funny.”

“What are you waiting for Kassil? Go get her.

You have my authorization as her custodian to enter her rooms. What you do there is your own business.” Valnal sat back and held Safra’s hand with a pleased grin on his face.

“Uh, Kassil, are you sure she’ll be willing?”

Safra was a little hesitant, giving her new friend over to her old friend.

“Pretty sure. She already bears one of my marks.” Kassil rose from the table and proceeded to leave the room of astonished dhemons. His boots made no noise on the stone of the hallway.

He glided up to Sam’s room and turned the lock.

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Deal with a Dhemon

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Her sleep was fitful. She was hot. Her legs rubbed against each other and it was several moments before she realized that there was no fabric dragging with her movements.

A prickling at her breast was causing a cascade of heat. Her eyes fluttered open and she gasped at the sight of the dark head with banded braids suckling at her breast.

“Kassil, ohh.” She tangled her fingers in his hair and held his head to her breast. Her thighs shifted again and she felt a telltale wetness lubricating their movements. She sighed happily and stroked his jaw, neck and shoulders. She shuddered as she felt his teeth on her nipple and moaned at the sweet pain.

She tugged his head up, and met his mouth with her own. Her lips parted and her tongue slid along his as his mouth devoured hers.

“I have missed you Samantha.” His voice was dark and caused a trembling deep in her belly. His words were punctuated with kisses. And his mouth moved lower, once again caressing her jaw line.

“I love the sight of my marks on you.” His teeth gnawed at her neck, worrying at the puncture wounds that had begun to heal. She felt blood 77