Chapters (38)
- 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
- About the Author
- Also by Donna Fletcher
- Also by Donna Fletcher
A groan rumbled in Tarass’s chest and he eagerly dropped his head to her breasts, his tongue licking the tight buds before his mouth settled over one to generously suckle.
After that, Tarass gave no thought to going quickly. He took his time, enjoying every inch of his wife, stroking, tasting, teasing until she begged him to slip inside her.
He dropped his head back and moaned when he felt her clench him after he settled inside her. He had little control after that, passion flaring far too hot and heavy in them both.
Snow climaxed fast, crying out, “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”
And he didn’t, knowing another climax was building in her.
She screamed out when the second one hit her, feeling as if she was being devoured in the most delicious way.
A rumbling groan of pleasure shot out of Tarass as he climaxed with her. A slight smile burst from him as well, glad his wife had failed to obey him this time.
Chapter 32
Snow walked arm and arm with her sister to Runa’s cottage, Thaw trotting alongside them.
Willow adjusted her hood against the cold and light snow. “It appears Fasta might be guilty after all since she can’t be located.”
“Her absence doesn’t bode well for her. Tarass hasn’t been able to find her and no one has seen her since yesterday.” Snow lowered her voice. “Nettle told me that some think the dwarfs got her and others believe she ran off because she knew everyone believed she was a liar and was bringing harm to the clan.”
“Tongues do spread news fast and one can only hope the clucking tongues are not doing more harm than good,” Willow said.
“There’s always that chance, but Tarass would never let an innocent suffer. If Fasta had nothing to hide, Tarass would have seen her vindicated.”
“Let’s take a brief reprieve from worrisome thoughts, tell me about Nettle and Rannock,” Willow said, squeezing her sister’s arm. “Nettle’s eyes lit and went straight to Rannock when you told her you wouldn’t be needing her for a while.” She chuckled. “Then Rannock’s cheeks heated when Nettle turned a generous smile on him, and I think I caught a wink as well.”
Snow laughed along with her sister. “Rannock doesn’t find it easy talking with women he’s interested in and being he wasn’t interested in Nettle, he talked easily with her.”
“And found love where he least expected,” Willow said. “Just like Slatter and me.”
“I wouldn’t say being lowered down into a pit where a naked man waited was conducive to finding love,” Snow said with a grin.
Willow hugged her sister’s arm and laughed. “No, it was terrifying, but I’m sure glad it was Slatter I found down there.”