The Silkie's Woman (11 page)

 
He unsnapped her jeans and pushed them and her panties until they got hung up on her shoes. At the same time she worked her hands between them and unzipped his pants, putting in a warm hand and using her fingers to stroke the tip. He almost came right then; her hands were so hot, the pressure so exquisite. He had to have her right then. With no further preparation, he pushed his pants down as far as they would go and impaled her on his weeping flesh. Urlon knew there was no way it would last long They were both too aroused. The sweet velvet feel of her wrapped around his cock made restraint impossible. Her pussy was so wet, and the sounds of sex soon filled the room; a symphony of groans and vows of love. With one final thrust, Urlon pressed close, shuddering as his body exploded in ecstasy. The orgasm was so intense his shields collapsed, and he felt her come apart. The sensations cycled from one to the other for endless minutes until, legs quivering, Urlon rested his forehead against hers.

"I love you" he whispered as he carefully sat upright, pulling off the rest of their clothes with ease now that desire no longer ruled him. She was so slight and soft, she felt like a seal pup in his arms as he carried her to their bedroom.

Megan was asleep in minutes, her body exhausted. Urlon remained awake, thinking about what Set was doing with the woman he had captured. He sent out a tendril of mindspeak, and was shocked when he realized that Set’s barriers were down, and he was on the verge of bonding himself to the dark-haired woman…

Read About Set and Eileen's Tale in
The Other Woman

About the Author

I have been an educator, innkeeper, artist, college professor and general jack of all! My many jobs have well prepared me for my present incarnation as a writer. I enjoy travel, particularly to Europe and put Ireland and Egypt at the top of my lists of favorite places.