Page 100 of Dark Rebel's Fortune

A moment later, he gripped her hips and plunged into her with one powerful thrust, and she came again, this time his name reverberating from the walls as she screamed it.

He drove in and out of her, going hard and fast, and she met him thrust for thrust, climbing up and up toward another climax. She was hovering over the edge when he draped himself over her, his big body enveloping hers as he licked the spot where he was going to bite her.

Kyra tensed, expecting him to sink his fangs into her neck, and when he did, there was a moment of searing pain, but then the venom entered her vein, and she orgasmed again, and then there was bliss, and she shot up to the sky and kept soaring.

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KYRA

Sunlight streamed through the bedroom window, casting dappled patterns across the rumpled sheets. Kyra stretched, yawned, and then cuddled back into Max's warm body.

Memories of the night brought a smile to her lips.

She'd blacked out after his venom bite, soaring on the clouds of euphoria over psychedelic landscapes, but she didn't spend too long there and came back for more. They'd made love two more times before falling asleep.

Max's arm was draped over her, and his hand caressed her as she lay curled against him.

"We should get up," she murmured, even as she pressed a kiss to his chest. "The welcome party will be starting soon."

"Mmm." His hand slid lower to close over her bottom. "We have time."

His lips found hers again, and Kyra melted intothe kiss, savoring the warm, solid feel of him against her. She just couldn't get enough of him. He was like cool water after a lifetime of thirst.

"Max," she half-protested as his kisses trailed lower and his fingers feathered over her moist petals. "We don't have time for this. We're going to be late."

"They can't start without us," he reasoned, his voice muffled against her skin. "You're one of the guests of honor."

A glance at the bedside clock finally spurred her to action. "It's almost eleven-thirty, and we still need to shower and get dressed."

Suddenly remembering that she hadn't applied conditioner or combed her hair after washing it, Kyra gasped. "I'm a complete mess. How am I going to meet the Clan Mother for the first time with my hair sticking out in all directions?"

"You're beautiful." Max kept lazily stroking her back.

"Yeah, I can just imagine." She pulled out of his arms and rushed to the bathroom, completely unperturbed by her nudity.

After he'd kissed and licked every inch of her body, it would have been absurd to suddenly feel modest.

The mirror confirmed her suspicions, and she groaned, reaching for the hairbrush. "I look like a wild cavewoman who's never heard of a brush, let alone used one."

Max stood behind her, smiling at her through themirror. "I love cavewomen." He encircled her waist and pulled her back against him. "Just this one." He started kissing her neck.

"That's right." She waved the brush in mock threat.

"Give me one more kiss," he murmured, turning her around. "For good luck."

One kiss became several more before Kyra finally broke away. "You're incorrigible. Get the shower going. We have minutes to be out of here."

They managed to shower and dress in record time, though not without a couple more delays involving wandering hands and a few kisses.

By the time they stepped outside, Kyra's hair was gathered in a chignon because she hadn't had time to tame it, and the only makeup she'd bothered with was some mascara to curl her lashes.

"You look beautiful," Max said for the umpteenth time. "You don't need fancy dresses or makeup."

She shook her head. "Maybe I don't need that, but I sure would have liked to look more put together as I'm being introduced to every resident of this village."

Her sisters and their children were already waiting outside for them, together with Jasmine and Ell-rom.

"Sorry we're late," Kyra said. "We overslept."

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