Bewitched, Blooded and Bewildered by Robyn Bachar Read Free Book Online

try if it meant reconciling with my husband. Lex grinned and reached for the buttons of my shirt. It quickly became a swath of black fabric draped over the treadmill, followed by my bra. Lex was an expert at unhooking my bra with one hand. I fumbled with the buckle of his belt and then with the fly of his jeans. We managed to remove the rest of our clothes clumsily, but without injury, and next I was flat on my back on top of a pile of exercise mats.
    “I love you, Cat,” Lex murmured as he kissed down my body. I sighed happily when he reached my breasts, teasing my nipples with his hands, tongue, and teeth. He paused, his hands skimming over my side, and I flinched. A dark bruise stained my skin where Rousseau’s sword had wounded Zach.
    “You could kiss it and make it better,” I suggested.
    “Are you sure I can’t kill him?”
    “This is not appropriate naked conversation. Have I mentioned lately that you have very handsome eyes?”
    Lex grinned. “Good save.”
    “The smile’s very attractive too,” I added. I kissed him to punctuate my statement and wrapped my arms around him. His skin was slick with sweat from venting his frustration against the heavy bag, but it didn’t bother me. Normally I wasn’t a fan of sweat—especially my own—but on Lex it was kinda sexy in a “whoa, abs really can glisten” kind of way. The man was built like a Greek god. Me…well, maybe I could qualify for one of the more curvaceous marble statues. Lex was chiseled. I was rounded.
    He kissed me hungrily, and I held him close as his cock slid inside my sex. I shivered, not from cold but from the feeling of completeness. No one else felt as right as he did. Maybe it was from being soul mates, but I’d loved him before I’d known that. He said he’d felt the same way about me, and I considered reminding him of it, but the idea fizzled as my brain melted.
    Lord and Lady, the man felt so damn good . I murmured his name and moaned my approval. He held back, moving slowly and gently to avoid aggravating my injuries. We both wanted more than that—ravishing was usually on the menu after a Harrison-related incident—but this would work. It was a slow burn that built with every stroke, every whispered endearment and passionate kiss. I gasped when I climaxed, and he followed a few seconds later. Lex rested his forehead against mine, and we stared into each other’s eyes. Like I said, he has very handsome eyes, a lovely shade of light blue, like a summer sky. We’d have cute kids, if and when we ever got around to that.
    “Are you all right?” he asked again. “I wasn’t too rough?”
    “I feel fabulous,” I assured him.
    Lex nodded and then glanced toward the bathroom door. “I should shower.”
    “We should shower,” I corrected with an impish smile.
    “I like that idea.”

Chapter Three
    Instead of being awakened by the alarm clock, the sound of my cell phone’s ringing dragged me awake at six in the morning. I grabbed it, resisting the urge to huck the annoying bastard against the wall, and answered it.
    “What?” I snapped.
    “Cat, it’s me,” Mac replied.
    “Do you know what time it is?”
    Lex groaned something, which may or may not have been English, and I told him Mac was on the phone. That got his attention, and he propped himself up on one elbow.
    “No, why?…Oops. But this is important. We found something,” Mac said.
    I bolted upright. “You serious? You better be serious at this hour.”
    “Completely serious. He wants you to come in to talk about it.”
    “When?”
    “As soon as possible.”
    Rubbing my eyes, I tried to figure the time it’d take to drive to LaGrange and back versus the time the real estate agent was supposed to arrive. We were on our second agent, and I couldn’t cancel on this one again, not if we wanted to make progress on selling Lex’s house. It was a nice-enough place, but I needed somewhere that was ours and not his.
    “We can’t come out until later this