"S. L. Viehl - A Diversity of Houses" - читать интересную книгу автора (Viehl S. L)

mere inches from her face. She would have to rise before

first light orтАУ

тАЬYou are chilled.тАЭ The Giran put an arm around her

waist and pulled her close.

His limbs and torso pressed against her own, as well

as the places where his bare skin touched hers, produced

very strange sensations. He smelled of safira and his own

body heat, an intoxicating combination.

So this is why it is unseemly. Natala let herself

imagine for a moment sharing this closeness and contact

with a man each day and night until life ended. It was
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unbearably bitter, but she found herself relaxing against

him. If she could never have this for her life, then she

would have for these few hours.

тАЬI can almost hear your thoughts, Lady,тАЭ the Giran

murmured.

Mother, I hope not. тАЬThe two who attacked my herd тАУ

did you see their faces, Warrior?тАЭ she asked.

His hand came up and shifted her so that his chest

pillowed the left side of her head. тАЬI regret I did not.

You?тАЭ

She was distracted by the sound of his heart beating

just under her cheek. тАЬAh, no. I only saw them from

behind.тАЭ