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The Midas Bride
Amber Heat, the erotic imprint of Amber Quill Press
Excerpt from The Midas Bride: "I will not hurt you, Tira. You are precious to me." His words were a soft murmur in her ear as the finger sank deeper, filling her in a way she had never thought to be filled. She relaxed and dropped her head against his chest, submitting herself to him. His cock had grown hard again, filling her and she felt the mounting tension of pleasure building once more. He lifted her leg and gently placed it over his own. She rubbed her face against the thick pelt of hair covering his chest. The musky scents of passion surrounded her as he began to move inside her. She was afraid to move, that the feeling would disappear, that the ecstasy shooting through her wasn't real; it was all imagined, some dream that had come to her out of nowhere, or maybe her own unvoiced desire. He lowered his head. "This is real, Tira. It is no dream. I have come to claim what is mine. You are more perfect than I could have imagined." It dropped her over the edge into a whirlpool of sensation and she clung to him, her only anchor in the tumultuous storm. He locked inside her, pulsing with his own climax, filling her once again. And then he pulled from her greedy channel and she felt emptied and bereft.She peered up at him, trying to see his expression in the darkness, but his face was shadowed. His scent surrounded her, now familiar and one she would never forget. Male and musk and wild jungle. "Who are you?" He pressed her head against his chest and stroked her hair. Her fingers tangled in the silky mane and she rubbed her cheek against his chest. His other hand tracked across her damp skin, swept along the curve of her hip and hunted down the length of her thigh. "I am your destiny and our futures are linked. From this point forward I will protect you much better. With my life." His words made her tremble, made her feel protected. She was so tired, so content, she couldn't think straight. She should ask him what he meant. Something wasn't right, but she just couldn't put it all together right now. Something flittered through her mind. The sparkle of a gold coin, a cup of tea, and a woman with dark hair. "Sleep, Tira. When you awaken you will be home and all your questions will be answered." His voice soothed her, the warmth of his body comforted her. He made her feel safe. This shouldn't feel right, but it did. More right than anything in her life ever had. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she slept deeply, a dream of lions and jungles and mind-numbing passion filling her thoughts.
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