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she had been so weak and battered and upset that she had not cared if she ate or not. She
had been uncomfortable with his determined petting to begin with, but she had quickly
grown accustomed to it, come to expect it. She had not realized until that moment,
though, that the intimacy of that ritual was part of what had made her look upon Gaelen
as her protector, a large part of what had made her feel that he held her in affection, that
she was more to him that merely a vessel designed to entertain.
She tried to shrug it off, but she felt the pinch of rejection, felt dismay descend
over her at the magnitude of the barrier he d erected between them while she had been so
focused inwardly that she had scarcely noticed him building it.
Slipping from the bed, she moved to the table, but the idea of sitting in the hard
chair didn t especially appeal. Taking the tray, she moved back to the bed, setting it
down and climbing up and bracing her back against the headboard. Folding her legs, she
was about to settle the tray on her knees when an errant thought occurred to her.
Gaelen had left. He probably had no intention of sharing the food with her, but
she thought it was possible that he would come back. He would certainly come back to
retrieve it later.
If he did, she decided, perhaps she could see just how indifferent he had become
to her.
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It irritated her that she wanted to know, felt as if she needed to know. She should
not have cared one way or the other, or perhaps she should have been relieved.
She thought it mostly just irritated her that he was being so stiff and cold when
she was the injured party.
There seemed no getting around the fact that he could do cold shoulder far better
than she could, which only irritated her more.
She was not really hungry. She should have been starving, for she had certainly
worked very hard. She saw with a touch of dismay as she looked down at herself that she
had grown noticeably thinner.
Maybe that was why he didn t look at her? She was not round and appealing
enough to suit him anymore?
Feeling a mixture of anger and hurt when she decided that must be it, she tore off
a piece of the meat and ate it glumly. She had eaten a good portion of it and was
contemplating going to get a drink of water when Gaelen returned. Immediately deciding
against it when he sent an irritated glance in her direction, she plucked a grape instead.
The fruit burst as she bit into it. Chilled droplets landed on her upper chest and slid down
to form a glistening droplet on the tip of one breast.
She was on the point of wiping it away when she glanced at Gaelen and saw that
he had grown perfectly still. His gaze was fixed on the droplet of juice. His stance and
the look in his eyes sent a shaft of warmth through her. Slowly, as if he d forgotten to do
so before, he swallowed.
For several moments, Lilith s thoughts were so chaotic she couldn t think at all.
As she noticed Gaelen emerge from his trance like state, however, she glanced down at
the tray, frowning. Deciding to pretend she hadn t noticed either the juice or his
fascination with its progress across her breast, she chose another grape.
Gaelen settled at the other end of the bed. His gaze, Lilith noticed, though, was
not on the tray but on the tangle of red curls on her mound.
Her chest seemed to seize, making it difficult to breathe at all normally. As
casually as she could, she unfolded her legs, setting the sole of one foot against the
mattress and moving the other leg slightly wider as she leaned over the tray and picked
up a fat, juicy berry.
Leaning forward slightly, she bit into it. As she d expected, juice spurted into her
mouth, but also dripped, landing on her belly and weaving a trail downward until it
disappeared into the hair on her mound.
Gaelen swallowed audibly. The sound was enough in itself to set Lilith s heart to
racing a little faster. It took off like a runaway horse when he leaned forward abruptly,
swiped the tray from the bed with one hand and grabbed her around the waist, hauling her
across the space that separated them.
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Chapter Six
Lilith had time for nothing more than a sharp intake of breath before his mouth
closed with ravenous hunger over the tip of her breast. Gratified by the greedy tug of his
mouth, dizzy with the rush of fiery sensation that went through her, Lilith uttered a small
sound of need and braced her palms on his shoulders to steady herself, curling her fingers
into the hard ridge of muscle along his shoulders. The sound, or her touch, seemed to
incite him. He shuddered, suckling more feverishly at her flesh before it seemed he lost
the little control left to him.
Shoving her back against the mattress almost as forcefully as he d seized her, he
moved over her on his hands and knees, licking and tugging and sucking at first one
breast and then the other as if he would consume her. Lilith was writhing and moaning
with need by the time he ceased to torment her tender breasts and moved lower, nipping
and sucking at the skin of her lower chest and belly and sending flurries of goose flesh
rampaging across her skin that made her achingly sensitive all over. He sat back on his
heels when he had thoroughly explored her lower belly and the acutely sensitive skin of
her inner thighs. Grasping her legs, he hooked her knees over his arms and burrowed his
face against her nether lips, parting them with his tongue and laving the length of her
cleft from the mouth of her sex to her bud of rapture.
A shaft of pleasure akin to pain stabbed through her as he caught the ring and
tugged ring and flesh into his mouth. He teased that tiny bud of flesh as he had her
nipples, tugging and sucking on it hungrily. Lilith bucked against him, wriggling, unable
to remain still, groaning and gasping as she felt the rising tide of passion inside her,
clawing at the linens of the bed.
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