Charlene Teglia Two Knights in Camelot (pdf)

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fell into the moment, into the love the two of them offered, until nothing else existed.
There was only the hot slide of their bodies into hers, hands on her, male and strong
and possessive, heat and need and passion that built in waves until the waves cascaded
over her, through her, leaving her spent and panting as they all collapsed into each
other.
Wow, Gwen said finally when she could speak again.
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Wow is a good word for it, Lance agreed. His cock jerked deep inside her one
final time. Gwen s inner muscles squeezed in reaction, and still inside her anal passage,
Art let out a low groan as his shaft throbbed in shared pleasure.
Wow is right. Art withdrew, slowly and carefully, then lowered himself beside
Lance and Gwen. He caressed her lower back and kissed the side of her neck. Gwen.
My heart. My love. Have we convinced you yet, or is this going to take all night?
She felt a silly smile spread over her face. It might take all night. She made herself
move, turning her head so she could kiss Art full on the lips. It might take the rest of
our lives.
That might be long enough, Lance said. Then he claimed a kiss of his own.
* * * * *
It was a long night, followed by a very late morning. They left the bed long enough
to shower, began something there that ended back in bed, and then required another
shower. It was late in the day when they finally dressed and took a limo to the county
building that granted marriage licenses.
There s a one-day waiting period, Gwen said in a demure voice as the three of
them left together. However will we spend the time?
We ll think of something, Art said. Lance gave her a wicked look that promised
she d enjoy it. Carnal visions danced in her head.
But instead of going back to the hotel, they took her shopping.
The first stop was a dress shop. She modeled floor-length satin first that made her
look regal, then a frothy white ankle-length gown that made her think of dew-drenched
gardens and mornings bright with promise.
That one. Two male voices spoke in unison.
Gwen grinned. I m so glad we all agree.
They chose white tuxes to complement her gown and arranged to have everything
delivered. Flowers came next. Peach rosebuds for the men matched her bouquet, a
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blush of color to contrast against the white they d wear. Gwen almost floated out, still
breathing the heady perfume.
One last thing, Lance murmured. The final stop was a jeweler s, where he chose a
sapphire necklace that stole her breath. It s not a ring, but it is a circle. You ll wear it
always, won t you?
Always.
He fastened it around her neck and stroked the stone as it settled beneath the
hollow of her throat. His eyes gleamed with possessive triumph. You belong to both of
us now.
She always had, but in the past that had meant pain. Not the joy that threatened to
shatter her soul now because it was too big for her to contain.
The next day they had a simple service in the hotel s chapel that was presided over
by a gray-haired minister who managed to look benevolent and stern at the same time.
He had Gwen and Art repeat their vows while Lance witnessed, his voice resonating as
if the words had power. When it was over, Arthur kissed her and she blinked at him as
if waking from a dream.
That s funny, Gwen said after they d signed the certificate that made everything
official and walked out with her arms wound through each of theirs.
What s funny?
That minister. What names did he call us?
He called me Arthur. And he called you&
Guinevere, Art and Lance murmured together.
They all stopped and turned back to look. The chapel stood empty, the officiant
vanished. But Gwen thought she saw an owl swoop high overhead.
* * * * *
Merlin made a gesture with his long fingers as he walked toward the cage. A bridal
bouquet materialized there, blushing roses and delicate star-shaped Stephanotis tied
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with a white silk bow. He tossed it to Morgana, who caught it out of reflex. Shock
warred with fury as she stared at the flowers she held. From her expression, he might as
well have tossed her a live grenade.
She finally looked from the flowers to him, eyes narrowed. I m not a gracious
loser.
I expected nothing else.
She glowered. It still won t last. They re mortal.
There is a world beyond this one. Flesh may be temporary, but spirits are eternal.
Her fingers tightened on the stems she held. You believe love is eternal?
I do.
Passion does not last.
Doesn t it?
Morgana looked back down at the flowers. Raised them to inhale the bouquet.
Like these flowers, passion has its moment and then it s spent. The blossom fades and
withers. The perfume becomes nothing but a memory.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust? No, Morgana. Energy and matter can never be
destroyed. They simply change from one form to another, making themselves new.
Living on.
The witch regarded the flowers as if they held the mysteries of the universe. Finally
she chanted something under her breath. The star-shaped flowers gleamed like stars.
The bouquet became a glittering constellation that hung in the air, still holding the
shape of the form he d given it but now transformed into something else. You see the
world with different eyes.
Don t we all?
Morgana nodded slowly. You ve made me see what you wanted me to see,
wizard. Will you keep me here, or am I free to go?
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You re free to go. Merlin gestured again and the cage dissolved. Or to stay, if
you choose.
Stay. She gave him a fathomless look. Then looked again at the bouquet of stars
that shone softly. Why?
Passion. Perhaps something more.
I ve opposed you for centuries.
We had a great deal in common once.
You really believe in all of it. Might for right. Love conquers all. The heart is
eternal.
I don t believe. I know. His quiet statement unsettled her more than any show of
magic could have. Merlin watched and waited. And when she took the first step toward [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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