Open Flame (Dragon's Fate) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Lacy Danes
to the hall’s garden. She would recover her wits, then return to Jonathan and tell him her bad fortune of running into that man.
She stepped out into the garden. A large shadow blocked the sun.
“Are you going somewhere?” The smooth tone of the man from the hall echoed in her ears. Oh no. Her stomach pitted. How could he be before her when she’d just run from him in the hall? Her head grew light, and she swayed.
He grasped her shoulders. Heat shot through to her bones. How dare he touch her?
He stepped forward. The cool air of the wall behind her nipped at her backside and trapped her.
She stepped back. The sharp edges of the rough-hewn rock of the archway bit into her spine.
The warmth of his body ignited the air like the sun beating down on the hottest of summer days. Sweat formed on her upper lip, and her jaw trembled.
He pushed his knee between her thighs.
How dare he? She stared up into amber eyes. The eyes she had never forgotten. The eyes that penetrated her mind at night and promised scandalous things. He’d not aged a day in the five years past. All his oddness remained. His strange vest atop his lace shirt. His ink-black hair that hung free about his face and shoulders, then landed in a wave on the swell of his beautiful bottom. No. Don’t think of that.
She had learned a womanly trick or two the hard way since he saw her last. The suggestion of pleasurable interest melted a man’s thoughts. She would outwit him with her mind. She slipped out her tongue and gathered the sweat that pebbled on her upper lip.
He watched her tongue, and the center of his eyes grew and eclipsed the amber sun within. A male, and no gentleman.
Her throat tightened. The metal of the knife Catherine had given her burned cold against the skin of her forearm.
The sliver of amber that remained in his eyes flared a deep red. Her breath caught. He leaned in, and his lips pressed hard to hers.
Smooth lips moved with determined strokes against hers. Pleasure spiked to her toes.
His moist tongue traced her lips, following the path her tongue had touched.
She could do this.
She would lure him in, then stab him with her knife. Her heart pounded hard in her chest.
His lips sealed her mouth, and he sucked in. He stole her breath. How dare he? Sweet spicy peppers and something earthy danced along her taste buds. Oh no. Delicious. She wanted more. She kissed him back, searching out his mouth with quick, strong strokes. A quiver of delight peaked her nipples, and an ache spiraled down to her sex. She stiffened. Her nightmare came to life. Her head grew light.
He tore his mouth from hers, and his hot fingers yanked her chin to the side. She sucked in a big breath. Not too late. She could do this. She just needed to focus on the anger, not how her body betrayed her will.
His mouth came down hard on the side of her neck.
Piercing pain ripped through her body. He bit her!
Frantically, she slapped against his shoulders. He would not yield.
Her vision darkened, and the sun created bubbles of light in her view. The cloth of his vest iced her fingers, and she clutched the fabric for fear of toppling over. His mouth and hands pressed down harder on her body. He sucked her flesh deep into his mouth, a starved animal, and she the delicacy placed before him to ravish. The pressure increased and then eased with a pulsing sensation from where he bit.
She opened her mouth to scream and a delighted moan came out instead.
Fire rushed from that spot to the top of her head. Tingles raced over her scalp, and her hair felt as though the strands stood straight on end.
The burn raced through Fina’s veins to every inch of her body. She screamed again, but no sound left her throat. Her arms trembled so hard that she would have bruises tomorrow where her elbows rasped against the wall behind her.
He released her neck. She blinked, trying to clear the stars from her vision, then forced her eyes open wide.
Blood ran down his chin, and long fangs
She stepped out into the garden. A large shadow blocked the sun.
“Are you going somewhere?” The smooth tone of the man from the hall echoed in her ears. Oh no. Her stomach pitted. How could he be before her when she’d just run from him in the hall? Her head grew light, and she swayed.
He grasped her shoulders. Heat shot through to her bones. How dare he touch her?
He stepped forward. The cool air of the wall behind her nipped at her backside and trapped her.
She stepped back. The sharp edges of the rough-hewn rock of the archway bit into her spine.
The warmth of his body ignited the air like the sun beating down on the hottest of summer days. Sweat formed on her upper lip, and her jaw trembled.
He pushed his knee between her thighs.
How dare he? She stared up into amber eyes. The eyes she had never forgotten. The eyes that penetrated her mind at night and promised scandalous things. He’d not aged a day in the five years past. All his oddness remained. His strange vest atop his lace shirt. His ink-black hair that hung free about his face and shoulders, then landed in a wave on the swell of his beautiful bottom. No. Don’t think of that.
She had learned a womanly trick or two the hard way since he saw her last. The suggestion of pleasurable interest melted a man’s thoughts. She would outwit him with her mind. She slipped out her tongue and gathered the sweat that pebbled on her upper lip.
He watched her tongue, and the center of his eyes grew and eclipsed the amber sun within. A male, and no gentleman.
Her throat tightened. The metal of the knife Catherine had given her burned cold against the skin of her forearm.
The sliver of amber that remained in his eyes flared a deep red. Her breath caught. He leaned in, and his lips pressed hard to hers.
Smooth lips moved with determined strokes against hers. Pleasure spiked to her toes.
His moist tongue traced her lips, following the path her tongue had touched.
She could do this.
She would lure him in, then stab him with her knife. Her heart pounded hard in her chest.
His lips sealed her mouth, and he sucked in. He stole her breath. How dare he? Sweet spicy peppers and something earthy danced along her taste buds. Oh no. Delicious. She wanted more. She kissed him back, searching out his mouth with quick, strong strokes. A quiver of delight peaked her nipples, and an ache spiraled down to her sex. She stiffened. Her nightmare came to life. Her head grew light.
He tore his mouth from hers, and his hot fingers yanked her chin to the side. She sucked in a big breath. Not too late. She could do this. She just needed to focus on the anger, not how her body betrayed her will.
His mouth came down hard on the side of her neck.
Piercing pain ripped through her body. He bit her!
Frantically, she slapped against his shoulders. He would not yield.
Her vision darkened, and the sun created bubbles of light in her view. The cloth of his vest iced her fingers, and she clutched the fabric for fear of toppling over. His mouth and hands pressed down harder on her body. He sucked her flesh deep into his mouth, a starved animal, and she the delicacy placed before him to ravish. The pressure increased and then eased with a pulsing sensation from where he bit.
She opened her mouth to scream and a delighted moan came out instead.
Fire rushed from that spot to the top of her head. Tingles raced over her scalp, and her hair felt as though the strands stood straight on end.
The burn raced through Fina’s veins to every inch of her body. She screamed again, but no sound left her throat. Her arms trembled so hard that she would have bruises tomorrow where her elbows rasped against the wall behind her.
He released her neck. She blinked, trying to clear the stars from her vision, then forced her eyes open wide.
Blood ran down his chin, and long fangs
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