"Kenyon, Sherrilyn - Fire And Ice" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kenyon Sherrilyn)

Dressed all in black, he had long, white blond hair tied back into a neat queue. Clean-shaven and washed, he had an air of refinement and power surrounding him.
But his eyes were cold as he watched her. Guarded.
An aura of danger clung to him and by the set of his jaw, she could tell he didn't want company.
He tugged at the black gloves over his hands as he eyed her with malice.
She should get up and leave, especially since he had a fierce scar that ran across his cheekbone, to his hairline and then down along his jaw. It looked like someone had intentionally carved it there, which made her wonder just what kind of man he was.
What had he done to deserve such a wound?
Biting her lip in indecision, she glanced back to the guard who was steadily headed this way.
What should she do?
Adron arched a brow at the woman who had yet to leave him.
He was drunk, but not so drunk that he didn't realize the wet little mouse sitting across from him didn't belong in this dive. He could smell the innocence on her.
And it turned his stomach.
Her dark brown hair was loose, spilling over her thin shoulders in waves.
She had large, angelic eyes. Green eyes that had no past haunting her. They were completely
guileless and honest.
A shiver ran over him. Who in this day and age had eyes like that?
And what right did she have looking at him with them?
"I'm hiding from someone," she confided. "Do you mind?"
"Hell, yes, I mind."
Livia frowned at the stranger. His angry tone set her back, and if it wasn't for the fact that one of the guards was scanning the booths, she would have left.
Think of something!
The guard stopped two booths up and held out a holo-cube to the
aliens sitting in it. "Have you seen this woman?"
Her plan in ruins, she only knew one way to thwart her father. She got up from her seat and sat next to the stranger.
He scowled at her.
Before he could say anything, Livia leaned forward and kissed him.
Adron sat in stunned silence as she placed her tightly closed lips over his. It was the most chaste kiss a woman not related to him had ever given him.
By the way she held his head in her hands, he could tell she thought this was the way a kiss should be given.
But worse than the innocence he tasted, he hadn't kissed a woman in over five years and the feel of those plump, full lips on his was more than his drunk mind could handle.
And her smell...
Lord, how he'd missed the sweet, intoxicating smell of a woman.
Closing his eyes, he let go of the bottle, and cupped her face in his hands as he took control of the situation.
Livia trembled as he opened her lips and slid his tongue into her mouth. She'd seen people kiss like this in plays and reels, but no one had ever dared such insolence with her before.
She tasted the sweet, fragrant alcohol on his tongue, smelled the warm, clean scent of him as he ran his hands over her back and held her so gently that it made her quiver.
He was definitely the one, she thought as her body burned from his touch. This was the man she would give her virginity to. A man with tormented blue eyes and a tender touch.
A man who made her breathless and weak, and at the same time hot and strangely powerful.
In his arms, she truly felt as if she had control of her life. Her body.
And she liked it.
Adron had never tasted anything better than her mouth. He felt her inexperience as she hesitantly met his tongue with hers. And his body roared to life with a long forgotten throbbing that demanded more than
just her lips.
Oh God, it was heaven and he'd lived in hell for so long that he had forgotten the taste and feel of it.
"Excuse me," a man said as he stopped in front of them. "Have you seen this-"
Adron broke away from the kiss only long enough to pass a lethal glare at the newcomer. "Go away or die."
Fear flickered across the man's eyes. It was a look Adron was used to.
Without another word, the man left them.
Adron returned to her lips.
Livia moaned as he deepened his kiss.
The guards and her fear forgotten, she sighed in pleasure. Foreign emotions tore through her as he buried his lips against her neck and sent white-hot chills through her. His arms tightened around her waist as her breasts swelled.
What was this deep seated throbbing she felt?
This unbearable ache?
He made her light-headed and breathless. And she wanted him desperately.