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Kasanda Moon
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I personally don't think it's erotic, but opinions may differ....
“Illya.” Inuik reached up and caught the girl’s wrist.
His eyes were dark and intense with a different kind of desire. Illya’s breath caught and her half-formed protest slipped away into nothing.
“I-I—”
He placed a slender finger on her full lips to stop her stammering flow of words, drawing her closer to him. Their breath mingled, warm and sweet as he took away his finger and tenderly placed his lips on her trembling mouth. Illya’s eyes fluttered shut as the panic was quelled by desire that had risen rapidly. As she took a breath, she whispered, “I can’t…”
“How can you not see what I want? How I feel?” His lips brushed over hers again. The glacier eyes had gone a raw blue. “Illya.”
That simple litany, that one word uttered by Inuik and Illya went limp. She couldn’t move, her mind going blissfully blank. Inuik’s hands trailed a long, sensual journey that sent her head spinning past the stars into something much more beautiful. Pleasure and warmth sensitized her nerves; electricity tingled her blood when the line of her throat drew his careful lips.
He held himself over her; they were now together one the ground. His muscles quivered. “Illya, I know I’ve done the wrong things but I’m sorry now. I’ve always been sorry for what I did ever since I first saw you.”
She shivered.
“And I want you to know that it’s not Kaerie. It’s you. Always has, always will be.”
Her body melted into his strong frame as he took her in his arms.
“Illya.” Inuik reached up and caught the girl’s wrist.
His eyes were dark and intense with a different kind of desire. Illya’s breath caught and her half-formed protest slipped away into nothing.
“I-I—”
He placed a slender finger on her full lips to stop her stammering flow of words, drawing her closer to him. Their breath mingled, warm and sweet as he took away his finger and tenderly placed his lips on her trembling mouth. Illya’s eyes fluttered shut as the panic was quelled by desire that had risen rapidly. As she took a breath, she whispered, “I can’t…”
“How can you not see what I want? How I feel?” His lips brushed over hers again. The glacier eyes had gone a raw blue. “Illya.”
That simple litany, that one word uttered by Inuik and Illya went limp. She couldn’t move, her mind going blissfully blank. Inuik’s hands trailed a long, sensual journey that sent her head spinning past the stars into something much more beautiful. Pleasure and warmth sensitized her nerves; electricity tingled her blood when the line of her throat drew his careful lips.
He held himself over her; they were now together one the ground. His muscles quivered. “Illya, I know I’ve done the wrong things but I’m sorry now. I’ve always been sorry for what I did ever since I first saw you.”
She shivered.
“And I want you to know that it’s not Kaerie. It’s you. Always has, always will be.”
Her body melted into his strong frame as he took her in his arms.