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In short, her senses were bo her, and that was a problem

Because superhuman senses meant superhuman lust

"Gods, Mariketa," he rasped, "I can feel your eyes on it"

She finally forced herself to drag her gaze away As soon as she turned froed for the side to get out, but he caught her with an arling against hi her

"I' so much Ach, watch that you doona hitorder"

Galling! "You bastard - stop poking , witch, and I'oin' to be able to keep my hips still either"

She froze, out of breath and realizing she couldn't fight hi hard, too, but not from exertion She felt his warm exhalations on her neck and ear and shivered, her niles hardening against his arm

"You need my help in here - even if you doona want to admit it"

"You think I can't clean ood ten minutes, and you've washed your hair twice and you'd probably do it again for goodtired"

"They're not!" They were "I'm fine"

"Oh? Then let me see your hands"

She rolled her eyes and raised her hands At his tsking sound, she glanced down Her nails were dirty! Her face flushed wildly Damn him!

When he spun her around, she draped her ar, she allowed hied each finger frorow heavy as he firmly pressed his thumbs into her palms, one then the other "Your hands are so sly low and rumbly "But pretty" She just stifled a shiver

He finally let her go, and e up the energy to lay into hiainst the li the verra edges Givefollowed until the fight in her was blissed away When he began carefully running his dulled claw under each of her nails, she watched his face His broere drawn in concentration while he painstakingly went about the task, as if this was very important for him

"There," he said when finished "Now for all that hair of yours" He eased her around again

Still rendered relaxed and cooperating, she let hied her head thoroughly until she felt she was the consistency of a puddle And she kneearing that look of concentration as he did it, because he wanted to get this right What she didn't knohy

If this was h to re a shoddy job of it