He slid his face down her belly, moving toward that wonderful aroma hiding just beyond that dark mound of hair his lips were even now brushing against. Indian XXX Parts of Munich were in flames, but not where Jake and Leonie were. His terrible accent earned him a feminine chuckle from the bed. He snorted at the thought of ancient war chariots woven out of grass. Even though their pursuers were burdened with chariots, Brie could tell that they were drawing nearer. Forcing her throat to relax, she pressed forward, swallowing continually until her lips were pressed against his pubic hair. She sighed and turned away to continue getting dressed. “Once they’ve noticed I’ve escaped, we won’t get far on foot.”
She was rightly annoyed at the young prince. Arrows were starting to fall around them. “There were too many of Mother’s guards. Kabul, Cairo, Tel Aviv, Amman, Islamabad, Tehran and Baghdad, along with dozens of other cities were gone by the end of that first hour as the Sons of Abraham committed genocide amongst themselves, finally finishing what the first king of Israel had begun all those centuries ago. There had been a few before her who had asked him that.
