Chapters (44)
- Praise for Sherrilyn Kenyon:
- About the Author
- Sherrilyn Kenyon’s Dark-Hunter World Series: (in reading order)
- COPYRIGHT
- Born of Fury
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- EPILOGUE
Sumi’s eyes filled with tears over those words. She bit her lip as his hands slid over her body, delving and stroking as they went. For some reason, he removed her shoes last.
She gasped the moment her feet touched the tile floor. “Is it heated, too?”
He nodded. “My paran hated the cold.”
His abilities astounded her. Was there anything he couldn’t do?
Without another word, he led her into the shower that had jets in one corner and a bench with a handheld, adjustable showerhead in the other. But the neatest were the gentle drops that fell from the ceiling.
Looking up, she held her hands out to let it soak her. “It’s like bathing in the rain.”
“Eleron can make it heavier or lighter or even stop it. Whatever you prefer.”
Wrapping her arms around herself, Sumi spun around like a kid in the backyard. “This is incredible.”
Hauk smiled at her as she explored the shower. He loved the excitement on her face while he lathered his body and bathed.
“What does this do?” She fingered the manual controls.
“That button you’re touching is for the aromatherapy. You press it and select which scent you want. You can also turn on the steam shower, foot massager, chromatherapy lighting, acupuncture massage jets.” He moved his hand and a monitor appeared in the glass. “You can also browse online, or watch something. Listen to music.”
“Oh my God! Why did you ever leave home?”
“Because you weren’t here,” he said simply.
Sobering instantly, Sumi savored those words as he reached around her and held her against his sleek, naked body. “I don’t want to hurt you, Dancer.”
“You’re not.”
She gasped as he slid his fingers inside her. Slowly, carefully, he nibbled his way from her shoulder to her breasts, taking his time to thoroughly tease one, then the other. Her head swimming, she buried her hand in his braids as he kissed his way down her stomach to her hip. He knelt between her legs then nudged them wider apart.
Her heart pounding, she locked gazes with him before he took her into his mouth. She cried out as pleasure tore through her entire body while he licked and teased her thoroughly. No one had ever touched her like this. As if her enjoyment mattered more than his did. “Ah, gah, Dancer!”
That only encouraged him to be bolder and more thorough.
When she came, he laughed deep in his throat as if he was proud of himself for it. Only then did he stand. With an ease that never ceased to amaze her, he took the full of her weight into his arms before he entered her.