Today’s Thursday Teaser teaser is a portion of Ty’s admission from The Lady in the Mist. He wrestles with his doubt, never dreaming Sonja harbors some of the same feelings. His lineage and military background are septic to most people of the North, but not Sonja.
Sonja shoved against him, protesting weakly to be free. “Wait…” He continued his attack. Soon she ceased to struggle. Instead, she laced her arms around his neck, her fingers running up into his hair, before fisting in the strands. The kiss shifted before turning ardent and tender. Ty sensed the need she harbored in the way she molded her firm breasts to him. Her breath came out in a whisper when he released her mouth. He yearned to be able to cherish the woman he held in his arms, but he was reminded of who he was.
Sonja shoved against him, protesting weakly to be free. “Wait…” He continued his attack. Soon she ceased to struggle. Instead, she laced her arms around his neck, her fingers running up into his hair, before fisting in the strands. The kiss shifted before turning ardent and tender. Ty sensed the need she harbored in the way she molded her firm breasts to him. Her breath came out in a whisper when he released her mouth. He yearned to be able to cherish the woman he held in his arms, but he was reminded of who he was.
“I’m the enemy as well.” Ty hated to admit the truth aloud but he had to put all his cards on the table.
She sniffed rubbing a hand under her nose. “Why because you’re a Rebel soldier or a half-breed?”
“Most places I go, the sentiment is the same.” He shook his head. “You deserve better. You have to understand I’ve been alone for so long, the pain doesn’t concern me anymore. But you have your whole life ahead of you. You deserve better than the existence you’d have with me.” He gathered her closer until he could feel her blood beneath her skin. “You have no idea how badly I want you. It’s as if a piece of me dies each time I look at you and know I can’t be the man for you.”
“Why do you say I have my whole life ahead of me? You don’t know me, Ty. I’m not the beautiful, pristine woman you take me for.”
His hands ached to reach out sinking his fingers into her long mane. She’d used his given name for the first time. His soul ached for her as he stood there in her bedroom with the air fairly burning around them. He had found his mate. All the years of loneliness ebbed away. The pain of being an outcast dissolved in her hold. The desire to know this woman intimately spiraled out of control. Shoved at the confines of reality, he hacked out a small piece of bliss right there in her arms.
Burying his head in the curls at her neck, Ty gave in to the need to put his hunger into words. “Christ, Sonja. Never say you aren’t perfect, lovely and all the things a woman should be. You’re wonderful.” He leaned back to look in her tawny eyes. The heat in them could melt all his troubles away, Ty mused. Tapping a fist on his chest, he furrowed his brow. “I’m to blame, I can’t help myself. I shouldn’t even be asking this, but I want you so bad. Let me lie with you, if only for the night.” Ty grazed her nape with his teeth, the sensation running through him. She tasted of honeysuckle.
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