The Wizards of Venus: Healer's Touch Part One
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by Dakota Trace
Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy/Romance
Description: Katrina Littlebird, may seem human through and through, but the little healer from Earth isnt going to let that stop her from getting her man or in this case the man whos been haunting her dreams. King Charles deSathal is anything but willing. Still reeling from his deceased wifes betrayal, he wants nothing to do with women, let alone women of power. So what happens when she arrives in Venus set on doing that very thing? Why chaos of course.
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing, 2012 2012
eBookwise Release Date: June 2012
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [269 KB]
Reading time: 163-229 min.
After climbing the stairs, Kat entered her bedroom. Yanking out the small duffle she'd brought with her from Earth, she was in the midst of packing when there was a knock on her door. Without looking up, she yelled, "Come in." She was surprised when she saw Charles in her open doorway. He had never once entered her private room.
"Did you come to seduce me, Charlie?" Softly licking her lips, she waited for the explosion she knew was coming, but she couldn't help it -- she just had to tease him.
"No! How many times do I have to tell you, we're never going to be lovers?"
Sashaying over to him, she trailed her fingers up his wide chest. She loved the stillness that washed over him every time she touched him.
"I don't know. Perhaps when your body doesn't respond to my touch, or you can convince me you mean it. In the meantime, never say never, 'cause it could happen."
A low growl escaped him before he knocked her hand away. "Knock it off, Katrina."
"I'd like to take something else off." Licking her lips, she nearly giggled when he cursed before he pushed past her. When he grabbed her bag, she couldn't resist.
"Are you looking for sex toys, Charlie?" As she wrapped her arms around the bedpost, she watched him dump her bag across the duvet. "If you wanted to see my vibrator, all you had to do was ask."
"Knock it off, I said!" He pawed through the items on the bed. Because she was watching him intently, she noticed when his hand paused as he rubbed the material under his fingers.
"Find something interesting?" Pushing away from the post, she moved next to him. It amazed her how small her clothing seemed under the large dark hand stroking it.
He made an inarticulate sound and swallowed roughly before looking back up at her. "What's this?"
Looking at the material under his hand, she had to fight to keep her own breathing steady. "The material or the garment? Surely your women wear panties."
He nodded before rubbing his thumb over them once more. "But never of this kind of material. What is it?"
"Nylon. It's very comfortable."
"It's silky." The two words seemed to be drawn out of his chest.
"Yes. From what Rand has told me about your country, it's both hot and dry. I need something comfortable against my skin."
A low groan escaped him before he reluctantly dropped the panties back into the pile and backed away from the bed.
"Yeah, it's hot and dry. We wear dryla which is similar to your cotton. We also use breathers while traveling. Our desert isn't made out of what you'd call sand. It's mostly red dust and volcanic ash."
Kat began to stuff her clothing back into the duffel and bent over. She could feel his eyes on her ass. Finally, unable to stand it any longer, she twisted to look up at him.
"If you're not going to make love to me, quit staring at my ass."
"Don't give me that crap. I could feel your eyes touching me. I only have so much will power, Charlie, and you're pushing me to the very limit. If I was bigger, I'd wrestle you to the floor and muss you a bit."
He stiffened. "You're bolder than any woman I've ever met!"
She merely laughed at the accusation. "You make that sound like a bad thing. I'm not any worse than Gracie is and you seem to get along fine with her."
He sputtered. "You're worse than her! Why can't you let the man do the pursuing?"
"Because I wasn't raised in the Stone Age. I was taught if I wanted something to go after it with all I had." She closed the bag up. "Poor Charlie, one would think you're scared of a little Earthling girl."
"I am not scared!" He crossed his arms defensively.
She rolled her eyes. "If you say so, but tell me, Charlie, when are you going to take what you want?" She moved closer to him. "You know she's dead, right? Deanna no longer has any claim over you anymore."
Scowling, he took a step back. "I'm vastly aware that my wife is dead, and I don't take it kindly when you insist on reminding me of my loss. As to the other - I'm more than capable of taking what I want, little girl, but I don't want you." The last part was gritted out between his teeth and it made her want to giggle. She just sooo loved to push him.
"Oh Pinocchio, better watch that nose of yours, it's growing by the second."
Giving her a baffled look, he turned away. "I'm done arguing with you. We leave at sunrise, be ready."
He was just about ready to exit the room when she stopped him. She couldn't resist. He was driving her nuts. Damn dreams anyway -- if I were a guy I'd be constantly laundering my sheets as many wet dreams as I've been having. "Hey, Charlie?"
"Yeah?" His body went rigid.
"I'll always be ready for you. All you have to do is let yourself have..." she let her voice grow more raspy before finishing. "...me."
His groan filled the room. "Do you ever think about anything other than sex?"
"With you in the vicinity? Not likely. I can't help it, I want you."
When he moved, she thought he was going to turn and leave. Instead he slammed the door shut, effectively locking them both in her room. A surprised gasp escaped her when she found herself squashed up against the closet door with almost seven feet of aroused male pressed against her.
"You had to push, you little minx." Dipping his head, he swiftly captured her mouth with his. A long moan escaped her tight throat as fire raced over her and settled in the pit of her stomach. She'd pushed him to the point and he finally pushed back. He'd wasted no time on preliminaries. His tongue pillaged and laid claim to everything she had.
Kat wrapped her arms around his neck. She tried to get closer while her body flared out of control. His answering rumble had her lifting one leg over his hip. It hooked around him, so she used it to pull him closer, wanting to feel the hard evidence of his need against her. At her movement something seemed to snap inside of him, and his hands tore at the long skirt she was wearing. Ripping his mouth away from hers, he fastened his mouth on the side of her neck. The strong suctioning of his mouth had her arching against him as pleasure gathered at the base of her neck then slid down her body like a torrent of water. The further it traveled, the faster it built. By the time it reached her womb, she was throbbing on the edge of release.
"Charlie...please...I'm going to...."
His deep growl at her throat had her screaming as the pleasure exploded. She dug her fingernails into his massive shoulders, holding on for dear life while ecstasy racked her body
He jerked away from her, his chest heaving with his rapid breathing, and his eyes clamped shut as he fought for control. His panting along with the disheveled dark auburn hair made him look like a man possessed. She could see the hard length of him pressed against the front of his slacks. It was even more pronounced than it had been in the library.
Without opening his eyes, he grabbed her hand and pressed it tight against his cock. "This is what you are courting, little girl. I am not the gentle lover of your dreams. I like my sex hard and rough. I need to dominate my woman in bed. It's better if you leave this be!'
"And if I said I wanted it hard and rough?" She couldn't believe it. Her desire, which had been sated, now returned with a vengeance at the thought of being held under his massive body and taken ruthlessly.
"Then God help us all." Shoving her hand away, he turned and stalked from the room. The quiet click of the door behind him released the thrall he'd woven around her. Boneless, she sank to the floor.
"Dear God. We're going to combust before we even make it to a bed."