The Sun Gods Woman Part 20

His fingers trembled as he opened the leather ties and fixed the cuffs around Annie's slender wrists. They were lined with the softest sheepskin so as not to cause any bruising. Nerin had been quite clear in his directions.

"You may use these rings to attach them to whatever you wish, High Priest." His respectful tone was belied by his cold and emotionless gaze. "In this way, you may secure the person of your choosing to a wall, or to a bed, face down or face up. There are other options as well, but these are the easiest to accomplish. Especially if the person is willing."

A dark eyebrow had slanted up slightly at the last words, as if in ironic acknowledgement of the silly woman whose demands had brought them all together in the first place.

Kyle knew his Annie was willing. In fact she was looking quite excited about the whole idea.

"Turn over, love," he whispered, catching the laces in his hand and dropping a quick kiss on her lips.

Obediently she did as he asked.

He stretched out and lashed the ties to the square columns that formed the legs of their bed.

Kneeling back, he gazed at Annie, spread before him, offering her beautiful b.u.t.tocks and a.s.s for his enjoyment.

He reached over and smoothed her creamy skin, always marveling at its softness and texture.

Annie purred.

Kyle moved between her outspread thighs, allowing his fingers a quick brush of her moist folds.

Annie moaned.

He leaned over her b.u.t.tock and took a quick nip of plump cheek.

Annie giggled.

Sighing, he lay on her, chest to back, groin to a.s.s, and stretching out his arms he grasped her hands. She

took his full weight with pleasure.

"Oh Kyle..." she breathed.

Kyle rested his head on hers for a second or two. This woman had him in thrall. The feel of her body

beneath him was bliss. His heart beat firmly against his ribs, and he could feel her pulse throb in answer.

She was truly his mate, body and soul, and he didn't know what to do about it.

A wiggle beneath him recalled his attention to his c.o.c.k.

"Now let me see..." snickered Kyle. "What did Nerin suggest I do now?""Nerin? You talked to him about...this? He told you what to do? I can see him loaning you the cuffs, butsheesh, Kyle. He gave you instructions?"

Kyle chuckled. "Just kidding."

Annie's humph of outrage was lost in the pillows as Kyle slid down and positioned his c.o.c.k snuglybetween her cheeks.He rubbed himself against her."Um, Kyle?"

"Yes, honey?""Are you going to, um, I mean, that is I haven't, we never..."Kyle bit his lip, trying not to laugh as Annie stumbled over her words. He pushed a little, tucking his c.o.c.k even more deeply into her cleft and up against her tight little hole."Kyyyylllllle..." whined Annie."I'll be careful, love," breathed Kyle.He knew their play had relaxed Annie, and over the last couple of weeks he'd made sure that her whole body had received his undivided attention. He also knew she probably couldn't take all of him, and hewould never try to force the issue.But he was here, it was now, and she was as ready as she'd ever be.He gingerly eased his c.o.c.k harder against her."You okay?" he asked.

"So far," she answered.

Kyle eased back and raised her hips up off the bed, tucking a couple of pillows beneath her. His hand played with her c.l.i.t and lingered there as his c.o.c.k returned to its previous position.

"Relax, Annie sweetheart," urged Kyle, caressing her c.l.i.t and feeling her start to squirm. Her juices weresoaking his hand and he briefly spread them around as a lubricant. His heart was pounding, his b.a.l.l.s werelodged somewhere around his Adam's apple, and he couldn't remember the last time he'd been thisturned on.

Well, yes, in all fairness it might have been last night when she went down on him in front of their window,

but that was last night, this was now.Annie was moving beneath him now, aroused and ready for him to take her to new places. He saw herhands convulsively grasping the leather cords that bound her, and suddenly a bolt of emotion floodedhim.

She was giving him everything she had-including her trust. Had anyone ever given him as much?

Annie had shared his bed, his life, his thoughts, his trip through time, and had done it all with love andgood humor. She'd been the perfect mate for a high priest and the perfect lover for a lowly man.What had he given her in return? Oh sure, he'd gotten her off plenty of times, but had he shared enough with her? Had he given her all he could? Could he trust her with the one thing he'd never given away in

his entire life?

He pulled back, lifted her hips a little more and with one thrust sank himself into her c.u.n.t, where he belonged.

"I love you, Annie Lynden."

Annie's mind blanked.

Luckily her body was quite capable of continuing on its own, and within moments of Kyle's first powerfulthrust, it was happily responding with throbs and sighs and shivers.Her hands yanked at the restraints automatically, her need to touch him as he took her was so great.She wished she could see his eyes.He loved her. He'd told her that he loved her. Then, instead of plunging into her virgin a.s.s and maybe hurting her, he'd sunk himself deep into her c.u.n.t and taken her to heaven. On whose doors she was now knocking. Loudly.

Or maybe it was her heart that was hammering so fiercely.

Her c.l.i.t certainly knew what was going on, because Kyle had teased it from its hiding place and was busily turning it inside out and upside down with those delicate touches he was so good at making.

Oh G.o.d, he loved her.

She exploded.

Kyle's shout followed her cataclysm, and they trembled and shook together as the force of their o.r.g.a.s.ms

shuddered across their bodies.Kyle collapsed on top of Annie's back.Annie's breath rushed out of her lungs with a whoosh.If she was going to die, let it be now, so that she could be the happiest little angel in heaven and the one with the biggest d.a.m.n grin the other side of the Pearly Gates.

She became aware of Kyle untying her wrists and removing the cuffs and found herself wrapped in his arms, plastered to his sweaty body.

She sniffed deeply, loving their combined s.e.xy smell.

He said nothing.

She couldn't stand the silence. "If it makes any difference, I love you too." She stopped Kyle's words

with a finger to his lips. "I know guys say a lot of stuff they don't actually mean when in the height of...er...the moment, so to speak. So don't feel like you have to pretend with me...I just wanted you to knowthat I think you're pretty special for a High Priest. I won't be a nuisance or anything..."

Her voice trailed off as Kyle watched her with eyes blazing.

"Annie," he breathed around her hand. "Could we be so lucky?"

His lips found hers and took her mouth in a kiss that was less pa.s.sionate and more worshipful than she

was used to.

In spite of herself, her heart trembled.

"I never thought I'd find anyone who'd love me like you do," he said, peppering her cheeks with little

nips and licks and kisses.

"Why ever not? At least you're gorgeous. I'm the one who never imagined finding anyone like you..."

Annie returned his kisses with touches of her own, and the conversation degenerated into a gentle exchange of touches, intermingled with emotions.

Eventually, they settled into a contented silence and blew out the lamp.

"You'll marry me, of course," said Kyle, smiling into the darkness.

"I will?" said Annie.

"Those are the exact words I expect to hear." He laughed.

"Okay. G.o.d, I'm easy." She sighed. "But getting a proposal is pretty special, let alone one from Mr.

Hotbody Pendrake.""Hotbody, huh?""Don't let it go to your head. Or anywhere else for that matter. You are the only scientist around here who knows the value of a pretzel, you know.""That scares me.""What scares you?""That I'm the only man from our time. That you may be feeling lost and disoriented and clinging to the one thing that's familiar-namely me.""Oh, and I haven't had those thoughts?" snorted Annie. "Take a look at some of these absolutelystunning women, Kyle, and tell me what the h.e.l.l you see in me. Tell me that it isn't just because my hair is almost white and my eyes are purple that you are attracted to me. Tell me it isn't because I can tell azebra from a ziggurat, and know who Joe Montana is."Kyle rolled her over and loomed above her. "Don't..." he hissed, "don't ever mention Joe Montana again." His green eyes stared into her violet ones as if he'd clamber inside her brain if he could."It's because you're you, Annie Lynden. I don't care if you're a writer, or a High Priestess. I don't care if your hair is white or pink or striped. I care because...because..." his voice tapered off and he raised ahand to stroke the line of her cheek."Because you make me whole."Annie couldn't help it. Her eyes filled with tears."Oh Kyle..." She gulped. "That's the most romantic thing I've ever heard.""Yeah, well, okay. Don't expect me to be one of your heroes, Annie. I'll be the best husband I can, but I 'm not perfect."

Annie ran her hand over his nicely firm abs and down to his crotch. She wiggled her fingers into his hair and around the base of his c.o.c.k.

"Oh yes you are." She grinned.

He grinned back.

"So, when are we going to get married?" He managed to get the words out even though Annie was doing lovely things with her fingers. His c.o.c.k was desperate to respond, but was also sending messages to his brain that included the words "exhaustion", "three times already" and "are you out of your f.u.c.king mind?" not to mention "Guinness Book of World Records".

"Right about now sounds good," giggled Annie.

"Enough woman." Kyle fell back with a theatrical groan and grabbed Annie's questing hand away fromhis sorely tried c.o.c.k."Well, I guess that's it. Honeymoon's over." Annie gave a loud sigh."And now you know the sad truth, us men are a weak lot. We can only get it up enough for two or three times a night.""Is that all?" asked Annie playfully."Well, if my future wife is still in need..." Kyle neatly turned the tables by slithering down the bed and fastening his mouth over Annie's still-sensitive c.l.i.t.She shrieked and tried to pull away."Okay, okay, you've made your point."Kyle grinned smugly, gave her swollen tissues a last loving lick, and then settled them both for the night."We'll marry according to Sumerian ritual, Annie. We would have to go through the ceremony anyway, as the New Year is fast approaching. It just won't be symbolic, it will be real."

"And I'll be Mrs. High Priestess. Or is that Mrs. High Priest?" Annie's voice was slurring as sleepinvaded her tired body."You'll be Mrs. Annie Pendrake, sweetheart.""Yes, I will, Kyle. Yes I will."Silence fell."My next romance novel will be by Anne Lynden-Pendrake."Kyle winced.Chapter 16 The streets of Kushuk had already started buzzing with the preparations for the New Year's Festival. Annie knew enough now to realize that enormous amounts of time were spent by the citizens of Sumer in the pursuit of physical pleasures. The belief that the rituals and myths of human s.e.xuality were fundamental to their way of life was solidly entrenched in their lives.

Therefore, f.u.c.king was bound to play a role in it somewhere.

Kyle was frantically trying to complete his calculations and his primitive engineering project. He'd told Annie one night that it was rather like trying to create a 747 out of paperclips and sticky tape.