Dawn Endeavor 3: Julian's Jeopardy by Marie Harte Read Free Book Online Page A

him, so feminine and yielding. He wanted to sink inside such softness, to let it surround him and lose himself in her warmth. The energy in the woman called to him the same way her voluptuous little body did.
    Ending the kiss, he trailed his mouth down her cheek to her neck. He placed his mouth over the spot on her neck he'd seen bruised, and lightly sucked, aroused when she moaned. Her nipples raked his chest, and he thrust against her belly, aching for her.
    “Oh,” she gasped. “You're making me so hot.”

    “Good, because you make me burn.” He had to touch her. He ran his hands over her back, then slid them under her top. She didn't protest, and he tossed the camisole away, exposing her creamy shoulders and breasts. “Oh, man. A rosy peach, my favorite color.” He groaned and sucked on her nipple, unable to keep away.
    She moaned his name with so much desire and urgency that she soothed his need to take her hard and fast. After all the suffering he'd undergone, he intended to linger in the first sense of true peace he'd had since his hellish time in captivity.
    Hell, since he'd turned fucking Circ, if he admitted the truth.
    Her breasts were full, so large and round, and tipped with wide areolas and tight nipples. He feasted on one, then the other, biting the engorged buds until she cried out and clutched him tighter. Her small hands on his waist felt so hot, so good.
    He wanted them on him, over his cock and balls. Closer, so close until there was no him or her—only them, joined as one.
    Jules pushed her shorts to the ground and eased them both to their knees. He lay back, not wanting to hurt her skin on the rough ground. Not liking even that small of a distance between them, he pulled her closer to continue suckling her breasts.
    Her moans and the sweltering scent of her need surrounded him with true paradise.
    She settled over him more firmly, bringing the wet heat of her sex over his cock, and he bucked up, sliding in her cream.
    “Jules, please,” she rasped, a throaty whisper that taunted his willpower. “I want you inside me.”
    “Demanding little thing, aren't you?” he teased and kissed his way back up her throat to her mouth. A small part of him whispered of danger, of potential enemies nearby, but his beast snarled the caution to silence. This was much more important, vital to Jules's well-being. He needed Sheridan like he needed breath. And he intended to have her.
    He licked at her mouth and thrust past her lips, caught in the feminine taste of her.
    The kiss flamed through his body, connecting them in a way he hadn't anticipated. Affection poured through him, racing alongside the lust that continued to build. Everything in Jules, in the man and his beast, cherished the gift of this female, so small yet so resilient as he laid claim to her. He wanted the moment to last as he learned all the ways to please her.
    But the stubborn woman on top of him had other ideas. She shifted, and before he knew it, he slid inside her, the head of his cock engulfed by wet heat.
    “Oh, fuck.” He swore and tried to stop her from moving.
    “More,” she demanded.
    Astonished at Sheridan's sudden fierceness, he stared into her bright eyes and watched her expression as she sank over him. He lost himself in her aroused gaze, in the flush of pleasure on her cheeks, in the parted lips that moaned his name as she willingly accepted him.
    Inch by inch, she took him inside, the soft mews of her bliss making it increasingly difficult not to slam her on top of him and conquer the rest of her.
    Instead, Jules allowed himself to be conquered.
    She straightened, her heavy breasts lifting in time with her breathing as she lowered herself until she took all of him. The heat of her around him, of her wet pussy over his balls, was indescribable.
    He gripped her hips and held her there, not wanting her to move yet, or it would all be over.
    “You feel so good inside me,” she admitted on a breathy moan. “So full.” He