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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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They both whispered, "I love you," simultaneously.
Goldmoon laughed, and Riverwind smiled with a pleasure
the priestess had never imagined she could evoke in the
man. He put his arms about her shoulders and pulled her a
little closer. But Goldmoon was tired of respectful, delicate
embraces. She pressed against his warrior's body and
wrapped her arms about his waist to keep him from pulling
away.
Without witnesses to inhibit him, he let the passion of his
kiss match her own. All the while, his hands slid her long
hair up and down her back, against the silky fabric of her
robe. Goldmoon wanted to bring him the same sensual
pleasure he gave her, but his armor covered him like a shell.
She wriggled one hand beneath the leather and then inside
his shirt, where she could press her fingertips against his
back.
Riverwind straightened, and his head jerked up. A low
moan rumbled through his chest as Goldmoon ran her
fingers along his spine.
"You sound like a cat purring," she teased.
Riverwind gave a little snarl like a wild cat. Though
she'd heard him use it in the battle with Hollow-sky, it
startled her now. Riverwind grinned at the look on her face,
then bent over and very lightly licked her behind the ear
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