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exuded something that was alluring and fascinating.
Sex.
Her large dark eyes were upswept at the corners, her plump lips curled in a
friendly smile. Masses of lush blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders and down her
back. Her body was vividly displayed in the simple gown that she wore.
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He looked away quickly lest he shame himself. He didn t want to be pulled from
his distress at being left behind. He wanted to cling to that fear. He needed the images
of Rex to hold him to the ground, to keep his brain from panic.
Rion, I ll take you home now.
Her voice was low-pitched and alluring. Without realizing what he did, Hunter
allowed her to clasp his hand and lead him away, down the shaded path. Briefly he
glanced back at where Brita still sat shadowed under a spill of lavender blossoms. She
looked old and wizened, yet still full of grace and beauty.
He turned back and looked forward. The sky was vivid blue, broken by cottony
white clouds. Does it ever rain, or is it always like this?
Carly glanced up at him, a slight smile dancing over her lips. It wouldn t be so
green if the rain never fell. She continued to lead him onward. It s true of the trees
and flowers, but it s true of life as well.
The house she led him to was small, but neat and comfortable. The outside was
plastered; a rounded thatched roof crowned the cottage. Flowers grew riotously,
climbing up the walls on elaborately crafted trellises. The fragrance of roses and
lavender filled the air.
Brita said you like to read. We ve brought books for you. At the main house,
there is a library. You can find books on many subjects, and in many languages.
She opened the front door, and he followed her inside, tearing his eyes from the
hourglass shape of her body. The floors of the house were wooden, and large shuttered
windows opened to allow the sun and breeze to move through the room. The furniture
was simple yet comfortable in appearance. There was a fireplace, and a bookshelf.
Your bed is back here, near the kitchen. She gestured to a curtained cubby set
into the wall. It was similar to Rex s bed at home.
Home& He needed to cling to that image. He pictured the small croft, sheep on
the hill and Rex s garden behind the cottage. Rex&
There is extra clothing for you. There are food supplies, but we all eat together
in the main hall. You re welcome to join us.
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Gracefully, she moved around the room, pointing out lanterns and other
necessities that he barely noticed. Hunter was fixated on the alluring beauty of the
woman. When she caught him staring, he flushed. She smiled.
I confess, Rion, that you are an extremely handsome being. I ve never seen one
of the Fallen before. She moved a bit closer and stroked a long feather on his wing.
You don t have wings. His voice was huskier than usual.
Not all of us do. The gifts of my clan are of a nature different than Reux s.
She drifted to the corner where a stringed instrument was propped. He hadn t
noticed it before. You feel extremely drawn to me. That is the nature of my gift.
Seduction?
Of a sort. Her fingers drifted over the strings of the lute. If you d like to learn,
I will teach you. She lifted the instrument and sat on a nearby stool. She plucked the
strings, and the music was so poignant, so pure, that tears came to Hunter s eyes. He d
not forgotten the loss of his song.
She played, and it seemed to last forever yet it ended far too soon. His heart
ached to accompany her, and yet he sat mesmerized, unable to turn away. As the last
notes faded, Carly gently laid the instrument across his lap and guided his fingers to the
fret board. The first tentative notes sang through the room. From there, he wandered,
explored. Hunter lost himself in the music.
She rose and moved behind him, running her hands over the edges of his wings.
Have you flown?
Once or twice. He spoke absently, all of his attention on the instrument, the
painful sting of the strings under his fingers. They aren t strong yet, and Rex always
worries&
Rex. He d forgotten about Rex. Hunter frowned and paused, looking back at
Carly. That s the nature of your gift. Forgetfulness.
Sweet forgetfulness. Among other things. She pushed his hair aside and leaned
down, her lips whispering along the skin of his neck. She stepped close, between his
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wings, pressing the length of her body to his. Hunter s breath caught. Her fragrance
flooded his nostrils, going straight to his head. Let go, Rion.
It wasn t that hard to let go, to forget all his worries, his concerns. Her lips skated
over his skin, her hands wandered his body. She moved to the side, bringing his face to
hers. Her kiss was sweet and gentle. Awkwardly, he set the lute on the floor and pulled
her to his lap. His cock was straining and rigid. If Hunter didn t know exactly what to
do, his body certainly did!
Let go, Rion. Her whisper was so soft, he barely heard it. As though
compelled, his mind turned to Carly and her soft body, her alluring fragrance. Once
again she leaned in for his kiss. This time her tongue skated over his lips. He allowed
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