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The Warrior's Gift [MultiFormat]
eBook by Bonnie Dee
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eBook Category: Erotica
eBook Description: In Katya's world, villagers sacrifice their daughters as sex slaves for a sect of warriors who keep their lands safe from invasion. When Katya herself is chosen as a "bride", although she's always questioned the arrangement, she submits for the sake of her family. She has no idea what to expect from the warriors, and not much more idea when it comes to sex. Blessedly, her Warrior, Turan, turns out to be a sweet, gentle giant of a man, despite being raised in ignorance of anything but fighting and killing. He knows as little about sex as Katya herself, but his primal passions burn hot. Together they learn the pleasures of the flesh...and incite a revolution that changes their world forever. [Publisher's Note: This book contains elements that may be objectionable to some readers: violence and attempted rape.]
eBook Publisher: Loose Id, LLC, Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2008
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [571 KB], eReader (PDB) [153 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [134 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [119 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [534 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [176 KB], hiebook (KML) [329 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [204 KB], iSilo (PDB) [110 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [138 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [198 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [184 KB]
Words: 41582
Reading time: 118-166 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 978-1-59632-464-0
 
When the Warrior pulled her half onto his lap and she felt the hard bulge of his erection thrusting up from his groin pressing into her hip, Katya grew nervous. She pulled away, gasping, and pressed him back with her hand on his chest. "Wait! Wait." She licked her tingling lips and touched them with her fingertips, wondering what she'd been thinking to awaken this sleeping giant. What had happened to her vow to fight him off with all her strength? Turan's dark eyes glowed like two banked coals ready to ignite into flame. "Please. More," he begged hoarsely. "Please." She suddenly realized that, despite the fact he could snap her in two if he wished, she was the one with the power. He didn't intend to hurt or force her. All the control was in her hands. It was like feeling the pull of a strong horse on the reins of a cart. The animal had the strength to run away with the cart, but was obedient to its master's will. Katya's sex tightened and grew wet. Her nipples peaked at the raw desire in Turan's voice. Her body had reacted like this when Bray kissed and held her, but not nearly so strongly. Like Turan, she wanted more. Much more. She wanted something a woman shouldn't share with anyone except her husband. But then, this Warrior was her husband, according to the dictates of the Guardians. It was inevitable he would possess her. Why not now when her pulse was pounding and her body begging for more? Katya smiled and took pity on him. She inhaled deeply, then hooked her hands around the back of his neck and pulled him down to her for another kiss. Turan groaned into her mouth and hugged her tight against him. His hands gripped her body through the thin, homespun fabric of her garment. She combed her fingers through his long hair. They tangled in it, and he mirrored her move, letting her long, smooth tresses sift between his fingers before cupping the back of her head. Then he grew adventurous, leaving the terrain of her mouth and letting his lips travel down her neck, their soft touch tickling and sending a tremor through her. Katya made a soft sound and tilted her head back to allow him access to her throat. He licked down the long column before settling his mouth over the pulse point in the hollow and sucking gently. Closing her eyes, she gave into the pleasure of his nuzzling kisses for several delicious moments, then pressed her hands against his chest and pushed him away again. Turan reluctantly pulled his mouth from her throat and looked at her through unfocused, half-lidded eyes. "Wait just a second." She reached for the laces fastening the front of her shift, not allowing herself to think about what she was doing as she slowly bared her chest. He watched, eyes growing slowly wider, as she untied the laces and slipped the fabric down her shoulders. His gaze riveted on her round breasts and the rose-pink buds in the center of each. Katya's nipples pebbled like stone in the cool air and at the hot caress of Turan's eyes. He blinked and stared some more, completely mesmerized by her feminine assets. She laughed at his reaction, which infused her with a sense of power, making her feel utterly desirable. A primal awareness of herself as "woman" jolted her. Until this moment, she hadn't really thought of herself as more than a girl--Katya, the miller's daughter. In an instant she'd grown to the fullness of her womanhood. Turan's gaze shot to her mouth, and he frowned as if he didn't recognize the sound of laughter. "Go ahead." She took his hand and placed it over a breast. "You can feel them." Turan encompassed the full mound in his huge hand and lightly squeezed, before brushing his thumb over the taut nub in the center. A bolt of fire shot straight from his stroking thumb down to her crotch. Katya had never felt anything like this heat when Bray grabbed at her chest. In fact, she used to find his rough grasping somewhat annoying. But Turan's gentle, almost reverent exploration sent powerful waves of longing surging through her. The tough pads of his fingers scraped her tender flesh, leaving a burning trail in their wake. He reached to stroke and knead her other breast. His coal black eyes studied her chest like it held all the secrets of the universe, and his tongue darted out to lick his lips. He inclined his head slightly as though he would take her breast in his mouth. * * * *Katya imagined what that might feel like, heat and wetness covering her nipple, the pull of his mouth as he suckled there. Her jaw clenched and her body shuddered--from the cool air in the room brushing her skin, she told herself. She didn't just want, but needed him to put his lips to her breast. The wantonly sexual urge overcame her and she completely ignored the warning voice in her head telling her to stop. "Yes, you can taste them, too." She sucked in a breath and held it, anticipating the feeling of his mouth. It was something she'd never let Bray do. Squeezing her breast through her dress was the closest he'd ever been allowed. But this man, this Warrior, was supposed to be her husband, wasn't he? She excused her weakness again. So it was right to let him to do such things, to encourage him to do anything and everything he wanted with her body. Anything! A thrill ran through her at the idea of it. Turan didn't need another invitation to lean down and draw one nipple into the depths of his hot mouth. His tongue rolled over the hard nub and when he sucked, the tugging sent a renewed lick of fire down to her sex. Katya exhaled her pent-up breath, and her eyes drifted closed as she thrust her chest toward his mouth and stroked the back of his head encouragingly. Turan licked and sucked one breast while fondling the other, then switched to give equal attention to her right breast. She stroked his long hair. "Mm, that feels so good." Encouraged by her praise, he sucked a little harder and rolled her nipple between his fingers with a little pinch that drew a gasp from her. His tentative exploration grew more controlled and demanding, and her excitement increased. Her inner thighs were wet with the juices leaking from her clenching pussy. The steady glow between her legs pulsed hotter and hotter. Too hot to be covered. She wanted her dress the rest of the way off, but hesitated. There would be no turning back once she'd uncovered her sex, which would be making a clear offer of her body to him. But what had she imagined all the kisses and touches were leading to? Giving all of herself was inevitable now. Katya interrupted Turan from his lavish attention to her breasts. He groaned in protest as she pushed him away. Rising, she pushed her dress the rest of the way down her hips, letting it drop to the floor. She stepped out of the circle of white fabric and stood naked before him. Turan's gaze traveled up and down her nude body, feasting on the sight. Her flesh felt like his fingers were touching every inch of her, so intense was his focus. He looked like a starving man being presented with a full meal. She'd never felt more desirable or beautiful than at that moment. "Now you." She reached toward him.
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