Embrace the Wind by Charlotte Boyett-Compo Read Free Book Online

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    time in centuries. Once—long, long ago—he had loved a woman so desperately he had
    committed a foul murder in order to have her, taking her from the man she loved and in
    the process bringing about her own death. He had destroyed three lives that day—
    Owen’s, Owen’s love and his own. Though he had paid dearly for the crime, it haunted
    him every day of his life.
    “Don’t think on it, Eanan,” Argent said softly. “That was then. This is now.” She
    put her palm on his chest where his heart beat sadly for the grave sin he had
    committed. “ We are now.”
    He understood that she could read him as clearly as a book and he reached up to
    take her hand. “Milady, it is I who will give the pleasure here and you will be the one to
    receive it.”
    He kissed her wrist then pushed her to her back and leaned over, placing his lips to
    hers as he began to run his hands over her body as she had over his. He was careful to
    stay away from touching her breasts or between her legs as he fanned his fingers across
    her fevered flesh. His tongue he pushed deep between her lips and she responded by
    digging her short nails into his back and arching her hips up to him in offering. He
    moved so he could pin half of her body down, giving her his weight, insinuating his
    knee between her legs but cautious not to touch the heated core of her, knowing that
    would fan her flame higher. He nipped at her bottom lip with his teeth, slid his tongue
    slowly and provocatively over her upper lip and dipped under it to tease the frenum.
    When she shuddered, he moved his hand gently to her left breast and cupped her.
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    Argent moaned into his mouth and bucked against him. Her body was writhing
    already upon the mattress and she slid down so the junction of her legs could straddle
    his thigh.
    He accommodated her by lifting his leg higher—pressing firmly against her—and
    her nails drove into his back. Before she could recover from that mini invasion, he
    brushed his thumb across her nipple. A low sound like a growl came from her arched
    throat and he released her mouth to trail hot kisses down her throat and onto her breast.
    “Reaper!” she cried out as his lips closed around the swollen nipple.
    Eanan could feel the dual looks aimed his way and knew without a doubt the
    sisters were watching intently. He cupped Argent’s breast and laved the areola, flicked
    his tongue across it with tiny stabs that had her head whipping back and forth, the
    silvery hair flying. He shifted his attention to the other breast and lavished attention
    there before beginning a concerted effort to move back and forth between each, his knee
    pressed harder against her hot center.
    “Eanan!” she pleaded, straining her lower body toward him. “Please!”
    His cock was rock-hard and he could feel her oozing against his thigh. Though she
    was no doubt wet enough, he wanted to prepare her for his entrance so released her
    breast and walked his fingers down her trembling body, through the tight little curls to
    find her clit. The moment he took it between his thumb and middle finger, she became
    crazed with need. Her nails dragged down his back and she pulled him tighter to her.
    “Take me!” she demanded. “Now. Before I lose my sanity!”
    He chuckled and thrust one finger into her moist slit. She nearly bucked them both
    from the mattress trying to impale her cunt on that digit. He withdrew, knowing she
    was as primed as she would get.
    “Let’s make you a woman, Silver,” he said in a husky voice and moved over her,
    reaching down to position himself at her entrance. “Look at me.”
    Her gray eyes were dilated with passion and a fine sheen of perspiration dotted her
    upper lip. She locked gazes with him as he lowered his mouth to hers. The moment his
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    tongue touched hers, he slid his cock all the way into her, pushing past the slight barrier
    and deep into her hot, wet channel. He felt her