By: Aubrey Ross | Other books by Aubrey Ross
Published By: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: Jun 01, 2011
ISBN # 9781419934551
Available in: HTML, Adobe Acrobat, Epub, Mobipocket (.prc)
Categories: Romance>Erotic Romance
Refugee (Mystic Keepers) by Aubrey Ross - Romance>Erotic Romance eBookMystic Keepers, Book One
With powerful forces conspiring to destroy them, Larot and Kayrin flee their home dimension and take refuge on Earth. A political alliance has promised Kayrin to another, but her heart burns only for Larot. They have found the blissful pleasure only enjoyed by soul-bounded mates and they have no intention of giving it up. They will risk uncertainty and danger in their quest to build a future together.
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An Excerpt From: REFUGEE
Copyright © AUBREY ROSS, 2011
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
(Mystic Keeper Realm)
Kayrin’s nipples gathered into jewel-hard knots as Larot lavished them with attention. She arched her back, raking her fingers through his silver-gold hair. His iede-laced breath sent icy darts from her breast to her clit, making her throb. This was Frost Keeper magic. Not that she needed the additional stimulation to respond to him. Her being cried out for his touch, longed for the completeness she only felt while his body surged inside hers. He was her equal and opposite, the other half of her soul.
“Oh my love, I never tire of tasting you.” He whispered the words against one breast as his hand firmly squeezed the other.
Long and lean, his body arched over hers, cradled between her thighs. Should she tell him now or wait until they finished? He descended, trailing warm, wet kisses along her torso. Definitely after! He would be afraid of harming her once he knew, and she craved his uninhibited passion.
Each touch, each caress fueled the love burning in her heart, made her ache for the future others would deny them. How could fate be so cruel? Why were people so regimented? It shouldn’t matter that Larot was socially insignificant. She loved him desperately.
He eased her legs up and back, gently parting her folds. The care, the reverence with which he touched her never failed to stir her emotions. Knowing the aggressive desire driving him made his restraint even sweeter. He kissed his way down the inside of her thigh, his lips cool against her feverish skin. Then his tongue circled her clit, dragging a moan from her throat as pleasure radiated throughout her abdomen. Desire expanded through her pussy, making her core pulse and heat.
Fear pushed through her passion. How would he react to her news? Would it drive him away? With so many opposed to their union, what in the stars would they do?
“Fill me, my love. I need you inside me.” He ignored her plaintive words and continued to worship her with his mouth. “Please!”
She had never felt the forces pulling them apart so keenly. The entire dimension had aligned to prevent their union. But she wanted Larot!
He flipped her onto her stomach and pulled up on her hips. She gasped, excited by his urgency. Dragging her arms to the small of her back, he crossed them and thrust into her heat with one forceful drive.
Her core stretched around him, welcoming his thick shaft. Her body responded with rhythmic pulsations, thrilled by his possessiveness. She needed this wildness, needed to know the desperation fueling his desire. His shaft filled the emptiness threatening to consume her. Cold slid into hot, the temperature difference accenting each rapturous measure he drove into her trembling body. She muffled her cries against the pillows and arched to take all of him.
Buried deep, he released her arms and cupped her breasts, working her nipples simultaneously. She rested on her forearms, pushing her hips back against him, unwilling to lose the blissful fullness of his cock.
“I love you,” he whispered above her ear as one of his hands insinuated itself between her thighs. “Make room for me, rijnna mi. I want to feel your pleasure before I find my own.”
She scooted her knees apart, opening herself, giving him room to play. Coolness spread over her delicate folds and spiraled along her inner walls, the contrast shocking against her smoldering flesh. Frost iede! He’d coated his fingers with the mystic substance, accelerating her arousal to the point of pain.
“Move!” she cried out. “I can’t bear it.”
“Yes, you can.” He circled her clit with his fingertips. “Accept my cold, absorb it, embrace it.”
An unexpected rush of cold augmented the effects of his Frost iede. He gasped and shivered against her back. “Did you do that on purpose?”
“No. You felt it too?”
“Gods, yes! Your pussy feels like ice.”
“I’m sorry.” She quickly summoned Flame iede to the area, easing the frigidity with soothing warmth. “Better?”
He laughed. “I’m a Frost Keeper, sweetheart. It’s never too cold for me. But how did you do that?”
“I don’t know.” She wiggled impatiently, squeezing her inner muscles around his cock. “Stop teasing me or we’ll both end up with frostbite.”