It was this very fact that made their joint affair with Ben additionally attractive. Firstly, of course, there was Erika and Christine's shared and lo...g-standing emotional attachment to Ben. Then, paradoxically, he had re-entered their life as a foreign guest in their hotel. For the short time of his visit and him a stranger to any possible scrutineer, they could have with Ben a sexual relationship that neither threatened their marriage nor reputation. And remaining in a powerfully sensual. ’ She had to use the hand that was playing a tattoo on his dick. They all watched as Ronni sprinkled some salt into his glass of water that had just been poured. He drank it and gushed, ‘Aaarrghh.’ They were still staring. ‘Salt depletion after a tough workout at the gym last night,’ he lied rather than say Ronni was provoking him and he’d needed that distraction. They were just looking away when the stupid bitch Ronni grabbed his arm and felt his muscle. ‘God you must have a great body hiding. It was crowded but the lights were low and their bodies seemed to meld together. Her head was on his shoulder, the smell of his aftershave was familiar and intoxicating. His fingers trailed down her bare back and traced the outline of her dress. Conor shivered as his hands cupped her cheeks and he pulled her close to him. He was already hard and when she looked into his eyes she saw lust, raw passion. One hand moved to her leg and his fingers played with the hem of her dress. Her arms went. But we had Faoril’s magic and Xandra’s elementals.I slashed with my wooded dagger, forcing a werewolf back.“The male is ours,” one snarled, snapping at me as I dodged back gracefully.“Perhaps she is male. She has a cock,” another snarled.“And tits.”My dagger found flesh. The werewolf whimpered, retreating back. I whirled around, my ears twitching as the werewolves melted back into the darkness. But I had keen eyes. I could see as well beneath starlight as sunlight. The woods were dark, but I.