Zarek freed something within her. Something wild and wonderful.
Something unexpected.
He pulled back from her lips as his hand moved lower, over her belly, down toward her waistband.
She trembled as he unbuttoned her pants, then slid her zipper down. In their dream, there was still some protection of it not being real. Of everything being a dream.
Tonight that barrier was gone. Once he touched her in this realm, there was no going back.
What the heck? There was no going back for her anyway. She would never be the same.
"Would you let me screw you on my floor, princess?" he asked, his voice ragged and deep with hunger.
"No, Zarek," she breathed. "But you can make love to me anywhere you want to."
She took his hand in hers and slid it down her pants, into her cotton panties.
Zarek's breathing was ragged as she opened her legs in invitation. He stared at her lying on his floor. Her crumpled shirt was pulled up, showing off her rounded stomach while his hand was stark against the light pink cotton of her underwear. Tiny tufts of her hair peeked out from under the waistband as he massaged her mound gently.
She unzipped his pants, spilling his erection out. He couldn't move as she took him into her warm hands.
His body on fire, he slid his hand down through the moist curls at the juncture of her thighs so that he could touch her intimately while she stroked him.
She was so wet already, her nether lips swollen, begging for more. Her hands massaged him, causing him to harden to the point of pain.
He slid his fingers over her cleft, delighting in the sound of her murmured pleasure.
He dipped his head to her breast, to toy with her nipple. He sucked and teased, taking his time tasting her.
Wanting more of her, he went to slide his fingers into her, only to touch something that stunned him. Something that hadn't been there in the dream.
He went cold.
Pulling back, he frowned as he felt her hymen under his probing fingers. "You're a virgin?"
"Yes."
He cursed and moved away from her.
"You're a virgin," he repeated. "How the hell can you be a virgin?"
"Easy. I've never slept with a man before."
"But my dreams..."
"Those were dreams, Zarek. That wasn't really my body."
His vision turned dark. Unwarranted jealousy gnawed at him. His little nymph had found one hell of a loophole. "So how many men have you fucked in their sleep?"
"You bastard!" she snapped, rising up into a sitting position on the floor. "If I could find your face, I would slap you format!"
Angry, she straightened her clothes and moved away from him. Her cheeks were flushed, her hands trembling, as she continued to curse both of them under her breath.
It was then he knew.
She wouldn't be this angry at them if she were guilty of what he'd said.
She'd never been with another man.