She thought as she spoke that she had not yet told him about her father. There was in fact so much they had to say to each other, so many explanations to be made. But when she would have begun, she felt his hand touch her and she quivered with new sensations she had never felt before.
“I love you!” Alexius said. “I love you so overwhelmingly, so completely, that it will be hard, my sweet dream, even to think of all I must do in Kavõnia when I shall be thinking of you.”
It was impossible for her to answer because once again his lips were seeking hers, flames of fire were flickering through her body and igniting a passionate desire that was an aching need.
“You are like Apollo,” she whispered. “I thought it when I first saw you, and I know now that you are the god of light.”
He was kissi
