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. Mmm, sounds like a good quality in a man. Not just a man, he panted just a bit as he started to stroke his way inside her, your mate. Is that the same as husband? He slowed, looking down into her eyes.He knew how important it was to her.He hadn t wanted to push her, but yes, he didwant her to accept him as her mate and her husband according to the traditions in which she d been raised. If you want it to be.I was going to wait for you to get used to the idea of me before I sprang the question. Popped. What? Popped the question.That s the proper phrase. You can correct my English at a time like this? He stroked deep to emphasize his point.She nodded against his shoulder, kissing any skin she could reach. I was a school teacher before I started working for Lissaand Atticus.Correct use of language is important. I had no idea I was joining my life to such a stickler. Satisfaction purred through his voice as he picked up the pace, movingdeep within her, though still in a leisurely way. You ll be able to teach our young. She pulled back, staring at him with hope burning in her eyes. We can have children? I mean, I thought He sorted through the confusion of her thoughts. Ah, I see.You thought our kind could not reproduce in the traditional way.It is rare, I ll admit, but possible between a truly mated pair.I suspect Atticus and Lissa may have the first announcement, but wewill not be far behind.I want to have a child with you, Kelly, if you want it too. She pushed at his shoulders again. Then you damn well better pop the question, buster.I will not have our baby without a ringon my finger. He laughed with the pleasure. You re an old-fashioned woman, I see.That s good, for I am an old-fashioned man.I ve madeyou mine in the way of my kind, but you re right, we should observe the traditions of humans.You will marry me. Stop. Chapter ThirteenHis smug tone grated on her nerves.She found the strength to push him off her, immediately missing the feel of his hardnessinside her, but needing to set something straight.He seemed surprised that she would use her new strength against him.The hurtlook on his face almost stopped her, but dammit, she was going to have a real proposal, not some half-assed order to marry him. What s wrong? I want a real proposal, Marc.I won t be ordered to marry you like some faithful dog. His tension eased, but he was puzzled, she could tell.She was getting better at reading his thoughts, though it still freaked herout a little bit. What do you wish of me, ma petite? I will do anything for you. She liked the sound of that.She smiled as she sat up on the bed. Get on your knees. Now that sounds interesting. His devilish smile lit the room, and she chuckled. Hold that thought.I want a traditional proposal. Ah, I see.And are most traditional proposals carried out in the nude? Among nudists, I suppose they are, but this will do for us.I want a moment.A question and an answer.Is that too much toask? He kissed her playfully on the nose before going down on one knee next to the bed.He took her hand in his, kissing it as helooked up into her shining eyes. You could never ask too much of me, my love.But now, I believe, I have something to ask of you. She sighed as she watched him.He was a beautiful, powerful man.How did she get so lucky to have a man like this want herforever? Will you marry me, Kelly? Even though she knew it was coming had demanded it, in fact the question still took her breath away.Tears formed behindher eyes as she looked down at him, holding her hand so gently, with a hopeful light in his compelling dark eyes.She could feel thelove shimmering in the air and in the space that joined their two souls.He loved her.She knew it soul deep, as much as she lovedhim.Nothing would ever tear them apart. Yes. Happy tears ran down her cheeks. I love you so much, Marc. Her whisper set him free and he rose, standing at the side of the bed before her, gloriously nude and fully aroused.He was sobeautiful it made her eyes hurt.She loved him more than life, more than anything. Show me, he whispered, cupping her nape under her hair and drawing her head close to his straining erection.He must vebeen listening to her thoughts because all she could think of as he stood before her was tasting him.She moved forward without further urging, though he kept his hand at the back of her neck to guide her exactly where hewanted her.She let him lead, since her experience in this area was minimal and she wanted to know exactly what he liked.She took him into her mouth, relishing the salty, primal taste of him [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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. Mmm, sounds like a good quality in a man. Not just a man, he panted just a bit as he started to stroke his way inside her, your mate. Is that the same as husband? He slowed, looking down into her eyes.He knew how important it was to her.He hadn t wanted to push her, but yes, he didwant her to accept him as her mate and her husband according to the traditions in which she d been raised. If you want it to be.I was going to wait for you to get used to the idea of me before I sprang the question. Popped. What? Popped the question.That s the proper phrase. You can correct my English at a time like this? He stroked deep to emphasize his point.She nodded against his shoulder, kissing any skin she could reach. I was a school teacher before I started working for Lissaand Atticus.Correct use of language is important. I had no idea I was joining my life to such a stickler. Satisfaction purred through his voice as he picked up the pace, movingdeep within her, though still in a leisurely way. You ll be able to teach our young. She pulled back, staring at him with hope burning in her eyes. We can have children? I mean, I thought He sorted through the confusion of her thoughts. Ah, I see.You thought our kind could not reproduce in the traditional way.It is rare, I ll admit, but possible between a truly mated pair.I suspect Atticus and Lissa may have the first announcement, but wewill not be far behind.I want to have a child with you, Kelly, if you want it too. She pushed at his shoulders again. Then you damn well better pop the question, buster.I will not have our baby without a ringon my finger. He laughed with the pleasure. You re an old-fashioned woman, I see.That s good, for I am an old-fashioned man.I ve madeyou mine in the way of my kind, but you re right, we should observe the traditions of humans.You will marry me. Stop. Chapter ThirteenHis smug tone grated on her nerves.She found the strength to push him off her, immediately missing the feel of his hardnessinside her, but needing to set something straight.He seemed surprised that she would use her new strength against him.The hurtlook on his face almost stopped her, but dammit, she was going to have a real proposal, not some half-assed order to marry him. What s wrong? I want a real proposal, Marc.I won t be ordered to marry you like some faithful dog. His tension eased, but he was puzzled, she could tell.She was getting better at reading his thoughts, though it still freaked herout a little bit. What do you wish of me, ma petite? I will do anything for you. She liked the sound of that.She smiled as she sat up on the bed. Get on your knees. Now that sounds interesting. His devilish smile lit the room, and she chuckled. Hold that thought.I want a traditional proposal. Ah, I see.And are most traditional proposals carried out in the nude? Among nudists, I suppose they are, but this will do for us.I want a moment.A question and an answer.Is that too much toask? He kissed her playfully on the nose before going down on one knee next to the bed.He took her hand in his, kissing it as helooked up into her shining eyes. You could never ask too much of me, my love.But now, I believe, I have something to ask of you. She sighed as she watched him.He was a beautiful, powerful man.How did she get so lucky to have a man like this want herforever? Will you marry me, Kelly? Even though she knew it was coming had demanded it, in fact the question still took her breath away.Tears formed behindher eyes as she looked down at him, holding her hand so gently, with a hopeful light in his compelling dark eyes.She could feel thelove shimmering in the air and in the space that joined their two souls.He loved her.She knew it soul deep, as much as she lovedhim.Nothing would ever tear them apart. Yes. Happy tears ran down her cheeks. I love you so much, Marc. Her whisper set him free and he rose, standing at the side of the bed before her, gloriously nude and fully aroused.He was sobeautiful it made her eyes hurt.She loved him more than life, more than anything. Show me, he whispered, cupping her nape under her hair and drawing her head close to his straining erection.He must vebeen listening to her thoughts because all she could think of as he stood before her was tasting him.She moved forward without further urging, though he kept his hand at the back of her neck to guide her exactly where hewanted her.She let him lead, since her experience in this area was minimal and she wanted to know exactly what he liked.She took him into her mouth, relishing the salty, primal taste of him [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]