An unbidden gasp of pleasure escaped from Maris' lips as her rose hued nipples stiffened under the Cimmerian's expert touch.  The shame on her face was clear,  her cheeks flushing deep crimson.<br/><br/>"Stop," she murmured, this time with less conviction than before.  "Stop or I'll geld you, outlander scum..."<br/><br/>But even as she protested, her heart was not in it.  The weight and heat of Kael's body atop of hers, his intense masculine presence, weakened her resolve further as she felt her limbs relax and a steady wetness begin to build between her gorgeous thighs...