Burn My Soul Part 1 by Holly Newhouse Read Free Book Online Page A

the wall not once but, twice. He's fighting against the straining pull toward Jinny. He hates having to stay away from her in his human form.
    She looks exceptionally beautiful, sensuous, and hot damn, even better than his current or past fantasies of her.
    Those scandalous words coming out of her beautiful innocent mouth shock the hell out of him and yet, they heat up his cold heart and body. It's been too long since he's felt that kind of warmth inside. He forces himself to keep his distance from her even though it's killing him.
    He's fearful of scaring her so badly she might pass out on him again. He doesn't understand that his body, words, and mind blowing kiss are all what really caused her to pass out.
    He can't stay away from her, drawn back time and time again. He'd snuck in her house earlier tonight, surprised to see her artistic interpretation of him painted on canvas. He never knew she saw him like that, like a God she worshipped. It was truly enlightening.
    Thinking back to that day at Madi's house, he'd been overjoyed, his soul light, once he realized exactly who she was and had been in their past lives together. After she died in Hell, he knew he'd never again look upon her gentle beautiful face ever again. Yet, here she is, Ra-Amun sent her back to him one again, to finish a destiny that had been taken away from them by Satan.
    What shocked him even more, was when she gasped in complete recognition. He'd tried to calm her down then and there, before she remembered exactly how she knew him. A part of him desperately wants her to remember but, an even greater part of him, just wants them to have a new fresh start.
    The biggest shock though had come as his lips lightly brushed against hers in such electric chemistry that he felt as if he'd died the true death and had gone to Heaven at last. And, that was before she called him by his true name and said it with such love and want in her voice, it shook him to the core.
    There's no way she should have known that. She shouldn't even remember him or what happened that day and with such clarity too. Somehow, his curse of memory loss had failed, and that was near impossible!
    He sent a silent prayer up to Ra-Amun for the blessing he knew he didn't deserve in having Harekini back in his life once again.
    Then it dawned on him, what she just said aloud a moment ago. She's been having nightly fantasies about him for five years now? Hellfire and damnation!
    He now desperately wishes to know what happens between them in these fantasies of hers. Feeling his blood rush to his loins, he quickly adjusts the jeans around his large and hard erection that's straining to be free, straining for her touch.
    Around any other woman, his manhood remains as limp as a wet noodle. At least, now he knows there was nothing wrong with it or him.
    Franklin inhales deeply, almost falling off the wall for the third time, as the vanilla scent of her arousal drifts to him on the gentle breeze, stronger than ever. He growls deeply yet quietly as he feels her heated body even from this distance, with his enhanced senses. He knows in an instant, his mate's in heat and will only accept him.
    Franklin wants nothing more at that moment than to jump off the wall, stalk to her, throw her over his shoulder like a caveman, take her straight to bed, claim and mate her like the demon he is. He rubs his erection imagining for a moment it's her hand stroking him through his jeans. It's been centuries since their last sexual encounter and yet, it always felt like the first time, every time they were together.
    He quiets himself down by biting his hand hard enough to draw blood Praying the pain will overcome the insane need to claim and mate with her. His erection's rock hard and becoming painful at the thought of mating. He hears the voice of an angel speaking again. She does it so absentmindedly and yet, he's thankful she does.
    "I'm going crazy. I swear I've seen him around town looking so keenly at me, almost