Alistair’s Bed Read Online Free PDF

but while she was receptive like this he couldn’t resist enhancing her pleasure until she dreamed again and he could make it real.
    Her orgasm had been a sensual treat, a tantalizing promise of what was to come. He’d been so intent on the pleasure he had felt that he missed the moment when she began to wake up fully, and in his hurry to withdraw from her mind he’d let his yearning for her be heard. Her reaction had pleased him, and he let himself return to the void with confidence that very soon he’d be strong enough to show her just how real he was. He found himself looking forward to that moment, very much.
    His mind followed her as she crawled into bed without bothering with pajamas, her tired but contented thoughts coming through clearly as she settled down and closed her eyes in preparation for sleep. Her last words were a prayer he knew would be answered. “If it’s not too much bother, I’d like to dream about him again, please.”
    After that she had falling asleep quickly, and he had wasted no time in slipping into her mind and arranging her dreams to his liking. He’d kept the image of her bedroom, adding candles to fill the area with soft light, and roses summoned up roses in crystal vases to sit on both sides of the bed. Finally he added himself to her dreams, appearing in bed beside her, his arms already reaching for her.
    “You came back,” she greeted him, coming into his arms willingly.
    “Of course I came back. You asked for me to return.” He turned his head and brushed a trail of kisses down her forearm. “What sort of man would refuse a beautiful woman such a request?”
    “I can think of quite a few actually…” she started to argue he laid his fingers across her lips, stopping her words.
    “Any man who failed to accept an invitation back to your bed is a fool.” He informed her as he lowered her to the bed and moved above her, dropping a kiss to her lips. Alistair groaned as he kissed her again, drawing her full lower lip into his mouth. His free hand slid between them to cup her breast, teasing at her nipple with his thumb until it tightened in arousal.
    Caged by his body, Keri could only writhe beneath his warm weight, one bare leg curling over the back of his thigh. As he released her lower lip she tangled her hands in his hair and drew him down into an open mouthed kiss, her tongue seeking his as she tasted him in turn.
    “This feels so real.” She whispered between kisses. He felt her try to focus, to try to understand and so he went about distracting her. His hands kneaded at her breasts, his kiss grew more demanding and then he moved atop her, his knee pressing between her thighs, opening her legs. He sensed her confusion fade as she accepted the dream, all other thoughts seared away by a newly kindled blaze of desire. Desire for him.
    He ended their kiss with a gentle nip and then moved down her body, kneeling between her thighs so he could look over the beauty displayed on the bed before him. “Beautiful.” He told her as she lifted her hands to reach for him. He gently brushed her hands away and then scooped her legs over his shoulders, lifting her body higher up the angle of his thighs as his lips and tongue found the sweet core of her sex.
    His beautiful mortal mewled with surprise and pleasure at the sudden contact, her head falling back to the bed as she surrendered to the moment. He watched her fingers curl into the sheet, kneading at it as her hips bucked against his mouth in encouragement.
    He held her in place firmly, his hands cradling the soft flesh of her buttocks, making sure that she could do nothing but submit to the pleasures he intended to give her.
    His free hand moved between her thighs, gently teasing open her folds and exposing her clitoris. He ran his tongue over it, making her tremble as he slowly laved her most sensitive spots. Again and again his tongue swirled around her clit until her breathing grew ragged and she moaned his name.
    “Please,