Eclipsing Dawn (Dusk takes Dawn) Read Online Free Page A

it remind her of the touch she craved, of the way he would fill her, possess her, and demand everything she had until her body reached its limits. And he’d probably push her beyond.
    Aw hell, she’d have to spend the afternoon taking sex lessons from an old biddy. One with a ton of weird quirks. Like saying “isn’t it” at the end of sentences, rhyming, and being way too upfront about personal matters.
    Seriously? What could this woman teach her? Fate had a great sense of humor and clearly Dawn turned out to be punch line.
    Teeny exited the kitchen holding a huge zucchini overhead like she’d discovered a treasure. She poked the green vegetable in Dawn’s face and said, “If Duncan is anything like his father or his granddad you’ll have to suck him first. Show me what you’ve got.”
    Dawn blinked at the zucchini. Teeny held the thing so close to her face she had to cross her eyes to see it clearly. “That’s ridiculous. I’m not sucking on that thing.” Dawn folded her arms and sat cross-legged, turning her nose up. “I know how to please my man.”
    The older woman stood to her full five feet, somehow making the gesture impressive. “Do you, now? You’ve only had three maybe four men in your lifetime.”
    Dawn whipped around to face Teeny. The woman’s green eyes bore into her; the steely gaze peeled back all her layers.
    “Oh yes, I can see the truth of it.” Teeny said. “You’ve always been a good girl. Going from one committed relationship to the next. No one night stands. Nothing too freaky, isn’t it?”
    Dawn’s knuckles clunked onto the floor. She’d gone limp and it hurt. After a moment she snapped her mouth closed, realizing it had fallen open while Teeny spoke.
    The woman continued. “What does good girl Dawn Granger know about pleasing a man as old and as experienced as Duncan Craig?”
    “He loves me. That’ll make up for any—“
    “So you’ll have a loving but dissatisfied man on your hands? You don’t want him to lust for you all daylong? You want a man who doesn’t yearn for your touch?” Teeny’s voice rose with incredulity. “I see, you’ll allow some other woman to satisfy him and you’ll be happy with dinner and a movie.”
    Dawn could only offer silence. Teeny sighed. “You’re a dummy, Dawn. Some people are forced to love under those conditions. But they don’t choose to.”
    The idea she might not be able to please Duncan hadn’t crossed Dawn’s mind. She’d dreamed of finally letting go and imagined all the ways he’d pleasure her—what his big hard body would feel like pumping into hers—but she hadn’t pictured returning the favor. Her selfishness hit her in the chest and she rubbed the ache. She hadn’t spared a thought to Duncan’s enjoyment. How could she claim to love the man?
    “Then teach me. Teach me how to make him crave me every moment, ” Dawn said. “But I’m not sucking on squash.”
    “But the shape is pretty good, isn’t it?”
    Dawn glared at the older woman.
    “Fine,” Teeny said, “You’re a terrible girl to make me use magic for something so simple. Terrible and stubborn.”
    While Dawn continued to chastise herself for being selfish AND terrible, Teeny whispered something in a language she didn’t know. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the zucchini float up. Soft waves of light danced around the vegetable and little by little the light took the shape of a man. Not just any man. Her man.
    Although the magic had built this version of Duncan out of light and shadow he looked real. The arrogant line of his jaw and the cleft in his chin, the broad shoulders and fine sheen of dark hair across his muscled pecs—Teeny hadn’t missed a single detail.
    Oh god, Dawn wanted him so badly. She needed to touch and to taste him. She licked her lips and walked on her knees until she kneeled in front of the light and shadow Duncan. She looked to Teeny for a go ahead before tentatively placing her hands on his naked thighs. The