Chastel slid inside of her, stopping to measure the speed of her pulse and her breathing, the flush across her cheeks, neck, and breasts, and the heat of her skin, all of the myriad indicators that would tell him how and what she was feeling. BeePorn No one came and no one went, but there was the barest flicker of light at the first floor window, as if someone had lit a candle and was just a second too slow in covering it. He imagined they must look very beautiful together. The Baron seemed about to demand an explanation but Daciana made a signal that they should go to the next floor. Fabre was not important enough to warrant rescue otherwise. His stubble tickled. That would make this much easier. But his mission was Fabre, and besides, the Oath would not allow him to pursue a mortal while a wehr-wolf escaped.
