Bound by Blood: Two Novellas of Paranormal Romance by Sarah Bella Read Free Book Online Page B

for a while," he laughed, "it looks like someone tried to kill you."
    "Don't care." Penny shook her head and tipped her chin again, offering him the other side.
    He circled her nipple with a fingertip, lazing lines on heated flesh. "Lesson five is the culmination of the first four lessons Penny. Do you know what that means?"
    "I get to come?"
    "You do. Lesson five is about learning to use energy positively." He lined his dick up with her entrance and slid inside her in one smooth motion. He hissed in pleasure. "So perfect, Penny."He hitched her legs over his shoulders, hands locked on her thighs, and started a slow, torturous rhythm.
    Penny's fingers grasped at the sheets, tangling into tiny fists, gripping them for dear life. Her mouth hung open, head thrown back, back arched off the bed. His movement rocked the bed, slamming the headboard into the wall in a staccato beat known only to sex.
    Drake unleashed his Awen, feeling it pour from him. It flew from his fingertips, filling Penny.
    "Swallowing it," she ground out.
    "Don't swallow it, Penny girl, mold it."
    "What?"
    "Mold it into the ultimate creation – the finale, Penny girl, your finale."He rocked his hips, punctuating his words, his meaning.
    "You want me to create an orgasm?"
    "Exactly."He tweaked a nipple.
    "And how do I do that?"
    "The same way you do everything. You just do."
    She grunted. "I just do."Her ankles locked behind his head. "Then you better get to fuckin'."
    Drake grinned and thrust harder. "Like this?"
    "Exactly."Her eyes fluttered closed, thick lashes resting on delicate cheekbones. At any given moment, Penny made his chest ache with want, but turned inward, focusing on his Awen and creating her orgasm, she was otherworldly – Fae-like. There was something magickal, sparking a part of him he couldn't put to words. Her hair splayed across the pillows, arms pinned above her head, the sight of her fanned a fire burning for centuries.
    He could feel her inner muscles milking him, edging him ever closer. "Do you feel it, Penny girl?Feel my Awen?That urge to create?"
    Penny nodded, chewing on her lip. "It's – I – Oh God."Her legs shook, ankles unlocking from behind his neck.
    He snaked his right hand down to where they were joined, rubbing quick circles on her clit. Her back arched off the bed, legs clamped over his shoulders and she cried out wordlessly.
    Her creation slammed into him, like a fist to his gut. It fueled him, turned the key and left his motor running full throttle. He doubled his pace, hips snapping and fell over the edge, coming with a shout. His vision blurred when he felt Penny follow him, her body clamping down on him. Her voice rang in his ears, a long string of unintelligible sounds.
    He collapsed on top of her, exhausted and spent. "I think a nap is in order."
    Penny nodded.
    He shifted to the side and wrapped her in his arms. Her head fit just beneath his chin, as though they were made to be together.
    "Perfect," she sighed.

CHAPTER 5
    The pale winter morning sun broke through the single uncurtained window in Penny's room. Drake grunted and shielded his eyes with his free arm. Penny snuggled into his side further, burying her face in his shoulder. "Morning Penny girl."
    "No." She burrowed beneath the covers. "S'too early."
    "How about you sleep and I'll make breakfast?Or, as long as you're down there..."Her laughter shook him and she emerged from her hideaway.
    "No. Let's go see Gramma. She can make us breakfast."She pulled the covers down to her chin. "But let's take our time getting out of bed."
    Drake did take his time, drawing out the morning until the clock ticked past twelve. They shrugged into their warm clothes, girding themselves against winter, and made the short trek to Lisa's overnight home.
    Traffic had thinned, the post-church group already off the roads, safe at home. Penny shifted into fifth gear and Drake laced his fingers with her shifting hand. The corner of her mouth quirked up in a smile.
    Her human life