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The battle-witch did so sloincing with each bite Half her skirts were gone, along with the bodice of her dress

He watched, leery of any sign the bugs hadeaten to death The bugs usually clogged their lungs or ja her the truth was unwise He kept his tone soft and cal his own concern for the popular traps set by Brown Sun Lake

"It's free," she said, her voice sounding fainter, a sign she was either ready to retch or panic

The Shadow Knight rose and circled her, expertly judging where the trap ended Picking the spot closest to her, he held out a hand and prepared the dagger in his other "Here"

She was nearly covered in the bugs They crawled up her hair and neck Her gaze was glossing over in a sign he was close to losing her

"Now," he barked in his command tone

Jarred, she reached out to hiht snatched her and whirled, flinging some critters off, and then deftly cut free the remains of her clothes to free her from the majority of them

She was trying to fling off the rest, panicking and dancing like a madwoman

"Stop!" he snapped and replaced the knife He snatched her by the back of her neck and lifted until she was on her tiptoes, her focus shifted fro for air, while he swept a large hand down her curves to pick, flick and swipe bugs away She wore clothing beneath the dress he did not recognize and which left arment appeared to be to support her breasts while the other was around her hips and fe her neck, he lifted her ar his pal he missed no part of her When he was finished, he twirled her and did it again

Her eyes were squeezed closed He slowed histhe sensation of her too-soft skin She was neither too small nor too plump, the perfect coe breasts to the flair of her hips, she was the kind of woman whose body he would worship in bed until she was too exhausted to move

His hands reached her stomach and the sensitive skin there quivered She pushed at hi her arain