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  Annie raised herself slightly and grasped Kyle’s cock, bringing herself to its tip. She paused, licked her lips, and rubbed the head over her clit.

  Her eyes closed and she moaned.

  One more quick rub and she pushed him back a little. It was the right spot. Kyle fought for breath as she lowered her hips and enveloped him in her soft cunt, bathing his length with her honey and gripping his hips with her thighs. Leaning forward she lowered her breasts to him.

  She had spread her legs wide and Kyle now had even better access to her secrets. His fingers continued their journey of exploration even as his lips sought her tightly clenched nipples that swung so close to his mouth.

  He moved his abdomen, getting into a place where he could rub her clit with his body.

  Annie helped, moving slightly herself.

  Kyle realized that this was possibly the most magnificent position he’d ever been in. It needed only one more thing…

  With a slight catch, his finger slid into her anus and she trembled.

  Now he moved.

  Within seconds she’d caught his rhythm, gentle yet penetrating, deep inside her, all the way to her womb.

  He knew that his finger would be stimulating places that had never been touched before, and guessed that his thrusts would set her cunt on fire.

  He was right.

  * * * * *

  Annie fought to hold back a sob of ecstasy. She’d never been penetrated like this, and had no clue that her ass could be such an amazingly rich source of sensation.

  Kyle’s fingers, and body, and cock, all seemed to know just where to go and what to do when they got there, and it seemed highly possible that she might explode with pleasure. She wondered if cuneiform had made it as far as the tabloid stage. “Sumerian Suicidal Sex Slut.” Great headline. It sure would give future archeologists something to ponder.

  She caught his rhythm and slid up and down on that wonderful piece of male flesh that seemed designed with Annie Lynden in mind. There was a ridge here and a little vein there that matched up with a dip in here or a hollow just there…it was to-die-for sex and she thought she might just die from it.

  Her orgasm was slow to develop, because she’d taken the edge off her body’s needs earlier. So she was really able to appreciate the wonderful assortment of physical sensations that were crashing through her nervous system.

  Above all, she could appreciate the man beneath her. Green eyes never closed as if wanting to remember every second of their lovemaking.

  His chest was hard and hot, his hips just right for her thighs, and the rest of him was damn near perfect.

  His finger moved inside her anus and she sucked in a breath of surprise as her whole body responded by tensing.

  He moaned. He must have felt her cunt tighten on him.

  This was truly some kind of wonderful. To be fucking the man you’ve dreamed about for years and to feel him responding to your every move. Annie closed her eyes for a second and sealed the image of Kyle beneath her into her mind. No matter what lay ahead, she’d always have this moment imprinted into her memory.

  His balls tightened up underneath her and she sensed a change in his breathing patterns. He was getting close.

  So, she realized, was she.

  Spreading her thighs just a few inches more, Annie began to fuck Kyle in earnest. Her tissues clenched on his cock as she pulled up and then flowed over him as she lowered herself.

  His finger played with her dark places as his eyes followed hers.

  She felt the tingle building under her buttocks and across her spine.

  “Kyle…” she whispered.

  “Yes. Again, Annie,” he hissed back.

  Faster and faster she rode him, her tension rising, her body trembling with passion. He kept his finger tucked into her anus and used his other hand to keep her hips moving in their provocative rhythm.

  Suddenly, he slid his hand from her hip to her mound and pressed into her tissues, coming up under her clit with his thumb.

  That was all it took.

  Annie howled as wave after wave of orgasm shuddered through her. She threw her head back and pushed herself down onto Kyle’s cock as far as she could go, grinding her bones into his balls. Her fingers left marks on his biceps as she clutched him in her frenzy.

  The savage spasm that grabbed his cock must have tipped Kyle over the edge, and she felt him pumping and pumping an endless stream of hot cum into her willing body.

  She stared at his eyes as he orgasmed beneath her, loving the fierce expression on his face and the glazed look that reflected her face back at her.

  She sank down onto his chest as their climaxes passed, and he gently stroked the length of her spine.

  Neither wanted the moment to end.

  Chapter 15

  The next couple of weeks passed in a haze of joy for Annie Lynden.

  Her days were filled with exploration and learning, two things she loved and excelled at. Her writer’s instincts were on high alert every single day, and she made a point of getting out and around in Kushuk as often as she could.

  Enshilla was ecstatic that Annilin was really getting into her role as High Priestess.

  The two women quickly developed the habit of meeting after their morning meal and stepping out into the sunshine to talk to people, listen to their worries, admire their children and offer advice wherever feasible.

  Enshilla had quickly realized that the sun and Annilin were not the best of friends, and with Ronnil’s help had devised a kind of parasol for her use. It had caught on, become the year’s fashion statement, and now women were vying with each other as to whose sunshade was more attractive.

  Annie was tickled pink to be a trendsetter, having been rather conservative in her choice of clothing in her own time.

  Kyle would spend his days as he had done for the last five years.

  Ronnil would join them after breakfast and fill his Lord in on whatever needed his attention that day, whether it was to meet some priests visiting from another town, to hear petitions on land and livestock, or settle disputes. Luckily there were few of the latter.

  If nothing required his immediate attention, Annie knew Kyle would immediately withdraw to his official chamber and keep working on his calculations, which he had said were close to completion.

  Annie had listened with fascination as Kyle had asked Ronnil for lengths of gold, beaten thinly, the hardest wood available, and other strange tools.

  Then there had been innumerable questions about the night sky, the seasons, the time of year of various heavenly events, and other astronomical phenomena.

  Annie had shaken her head and gone off with Enshilla, happily leaving the boys to their toys.

  But come nightfall, the boys put away their toys and the serious play began.

  Annie was overwhelmed by the experience of sharing her life with Kyle Pendrake.

  It was as if a tide of passion had been released. It seemed he could never get enough of her body, her lips, her touch or her mind.

  If he wasn’t inside her fucking her into oblivion, he was teasing her, tantalizing her—even bathing her.

  His hands were always on her body somewhere, and usually in a place guaranteed to bring her into heaven rather quickly.

  She lost count of the number of times she’d come in a night, and for her part was perfectly happy when allowed a turn at all the good stuff. She’d developed a definite talent for giving Kyle mind-blowing oral sex, and all she had to do was lick her lips when he was near to arouse him to painful hardness.

  That had been rather fun in the middle of a serious meeting. Naughty, but fun.

  In between bouts of lovemaking, they’d talk, sharing the events of the day or discussing the progress of Kyle’s research.

  “I got the last of the gold wire wound today,” he said, one night as they lay tangled and panting.

  “That’s a good thing?” asked Annie with what little breath she had left.

  “I think so. If I can
get the thing calibrated into a decent condenser and make sure the plates get charged…”

  “Whoa, Einstein. This is me, remember? The woman who just got royally fucked and has no working brain cells available at this time.”

  Kyle’s hand slid over her breast and gently caressed her nipple. “As if I could forget.”

  “So if we put the scientific details aside, what it boils down to is that your work is looking like it might pay off?”

  Kyle drew a deep breath. “It might. I can’t test it, of course. Basing my recent ideas on what you’ve told me about Merlin and his behavior, I think I’m close. I can feel that I’m close, but how close, I don’t know.”

  Annie bit her lip as his fingers teased at her dreadfully sensitive flesh. She squirmed.

  “By the way, Nerin was in the Priest’s Court today.”

  Annie remembered a pair of empty eyes and stilled underneath Kyle’s hand. “I can’t imagine him being in court for anything. He struck me as the most upright of citizens,” she answered.

  Kyle chuckled. “Good choice of words.” He turned and snuggled Annie closer, sighing with pleasure as she reached over to his groin and delicately soothed his cock.

  “So what’s with Nerin?”

  “A woman had called him before the court to answer the charge that he’d abused her daughter.”

  Annie frowned. “Really?”

  Kyle shrugged. “Turns out there was no abuse involved. The woman was the girl’s mother, and she wanted a marriage proposal from Nerin for her daughter. Nerin stood there, with the sunlight shining off that gold streak of his, and just stared at her, not saying a word.”

  Annie could see the scene in her mind, remembering Nerin’s imposing physique and distinctive lock of gold hair slashing through the dark brown strands.

  “What happened?” she asked.

  “Well, moments later there was a commotion and the girl herself rushed in, saying that it was all a mistake, that she’d wanted to be tied up, and that Nerin hadn’t abused her, he’d given her great pleasure.”

  Annie snickered. “Another mother-in-law foiled.”

  “Yep.” Kyle moved away and leaned over the side of the bed. “However,” he said, dipping out of sight for a moment, “I had a chance for a chat with Nerin afterwards, and he told me a few interesting things…”

  Kyle’s flushed and grinning face appeared back above the bed. “He loaned me these…”

  Annie looked at Kyle’s hands. He was holding a pair of leather handcuffs.

  She raised her eyes. “You’re kidding, right?”

  Kyle’s eyebrow quirked up at an intriguing angle, and Annie found herself getting moist all over again.

  * * * * *

  She was going to go for it. Oh lord, he knew his Annie.

  Kyle’s balls tightened in anticipation as he watched Annie’s eyes linger on the handcuffs lying on the bed between them.

  “So…how do these work?” She poked at them interestedly.

  “Let me show you,” mumbled Kyle around a tongue that had suddenly swollen into something resembling a porterhouse steak.

  His fingers trembled as he opened the leather ties and fixed the cuffs around Annie’s slender wrists. They were lined with the softest sheepskin so as not to cause any bruising. Nerin had been quite clear in his directions.

  “You may use these rings to attach them to whatever you wish, High Priest.” His respectful tone was belied by his cold and emotionless gaze. “In this way, you may secure the person of your choosing to a wall, or to a bed, face down or face up. There are other options as well, but these are the easiest to accomplish. Especially if the person is willing.”

  A dark eyebrow had slanted up slightly at the last words, as if in ironic acknowledgement of the silly woman whose demands had brought them all together in the first place.

  Kyle knew his Annie was willing. In fact she was looking quite excited about the whole idea.

  “Turn over, love,” he whispered, catching the laces in his hand and dropping a quick kiss on her lips.

  Obediently she did as he asked.

  He stretched out and lashed the ties to the square columns that formed the legs of their bed.

  Kneeling back, he gazed at Annie, spread before him, offering her beautiful buttocks and ass for his enjoyment.

  He reached over and smoothed her creamy skin, always marveling at its softness and texture.

  Annie purred.

  Kyle moved between her outspread thighs, allowing his fingers a quick brush of her moist folds.

  Annie moaned.

  He leaned over her buttock and took a quick nip of plump cheek.

  Annie giggled.

  Sighing, he lay on her, chest to back, groin to ass, and stretching out his arms he grasped her hands. She took his full weight with pleasure.

  “Oh Kyle…” she breathed.

  Kyle rested his head on hers for a second or two. This woman had him in thrall. The feel of her body beneath him was bliss. His heart beat firmly against his ribs, and he could feel her pulse throb in answer. She was truly his mate, body and soul, and he didn’t know what to do about it.

  A wiggle beneath him recalled his attention to his cock.

  “Now let me see…” snickered Kyle. “What did Nerin suggest I do now?”

  “Nerin? You talked to him about…this? He told you what to do? I can see him loaning you the cuffs, but sheesh, Kyle. He gave you instructions?”

  Kyle chuckled. “Just kidding.”

  Annie’s humph of outrage was lost in the pillows as Kyle slid down and positioned his cock snugly between her cheeks.

  He rubbed himself against her.

  “Um, Kyle?”

  “Yes, honey?”

  “Are you going to, um, I mean, that is I haven’t, we never…”

  Kyle bit his lip, trying not to laugh as Annie stumbled over her words. He pushed a little, tucking his cock even more deeply into her cleft and up against her tight little hole.

  “Kyyyylllllle…” whined Annie.

  “I’ll be careful, love,” breathed Kyle.

  He knew their play had relaxed Annie, and over the last couple of weeks he’d made sure that her whole body had received his undivided attention. He also knew she probably couldn’t take all of him, and he would never try to force the issue.

  But he was here, it was now, and she was as ready as she’d ever be.

  He gingerly eased his cock harder against her.

  “You okay?” he asked.

  “So far,” she answered.

  Kyle eased back and raised her hips up off the bed, tucking a couple of pillows beneath her. His hand played with her clit and lingered there as his cock returned to its previous position.

  “Relax, Annie sweetheart,” urged Kyle, caressing her clit and feeling her start to squirm. Her juices were soaking his hand and he briefly spread them around as a lubricant. His heart was pounding, his balls were lodged somewhere around his Adam’s apple, and he couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this turned on.

  Well, yes, in all fairness it might have been last night when she went down on him in front of their window, but that was last night, this was now.

  Annie was moving beneath him now, aroused and ready for him to take her to new places. He saw her hands convulsively grasping the leather cords that bound her, and suddenly a bolt of emotion flooded him.

  She was giving him everything she had—including her trust. Had anyone ever given him as much?

  Annie had shared his bed, his life, his thoughts, his trip through time, and had done it all with love and good humor. She’d been the perfect mate for a high priest and the perfect lover for a lowly man.

  What had he given her in return? Oh sure, he’d gotten her off plenty of times, but had he shared enough with her? Had he given her all he could? Could he trust her with the one thing he’d never given away in his entire life?

  He pulled back, lifted her hips a little more and with one thrust sank himself into her cun
t, where he belonged.

  “I love you, Annie Lynden.”

  * * * * *

  Annie’s mind blanked.

  Luckily her body was quite capable of continuing on its own, and within moments of Kyle’s first powerful thrust, it was happily responding with throbs and sighs and shivers.

  Her hands yanked at the restraints automatically, her need to touch him as he took her was so great.

  She wished she could see his eyes.

  He loved her. He’d told her that he loved her. Then, instead of plunging into her virgin ass and maybe hurting her, he’d sunk himself deep into her cunt and taken her to heaven. On whose doors she was now knocking. Loudly.

  Or maybe it was her heart that was hammering so fiercely.

  Her clit certainly knew what was going on, because Kyle had teased it from its hiding place and was busily turning it inside out and upside down with those delicate touches he was so good at making.

  Oh god, he loved her.

  She exploded.

  Kyle’s shout followed her cataclysm, and they trembled and shook together as the force of their orgasms shuddered across their bodies.

  Kyle collapsed on top of Annie’s back.

  Annie’s breath rushed out of her lungs with a whoosh.

  If she was going to die, let it be now, so that she could be the happiest little angel in heaven and the one with the biggest damn grin the other side of the Pearly Gates.

  She became aware of Kyle untying her wrists and removing the cuffs and found herself wrapped in his arms, plastered to his sweaty body.

  She sniffed deeply, loving their combined sexy smell.

  He said nothing.

  She couldn’t stand the silence. “If it makes any difference, I love you too.” She stopped Kyle’s words with a finger to his lips. “I know guys say a lot of stuff they don’t actually mean when in the height of…er…the moment, so to speak. So don’t feel like you have to pretend with me…I just wanted you to know that I think you’re pretty special for a High Priest. I won’t be a nuisance or anything…”

  Her voice trailed off as Kyle watched her with eyes blazing.

  “Annie,” he breathed around her hand. “Could we be so lucky?”