Dawn of Forever (Jack & Jill #3) by Jewel E. Ann Read Free Book Online Page A

whispered.
    He kissed her, palming her breasts until she moaned, opening her mouth wider to him. The slide of her hand from his face to his chest ended wrapped around his cock, annihilating his last bit of control.
    “God, Ryn …” He thrust into her touch, biting and sucking at her lips. “I’m so fucking sorry … this isn’t going to be gentle.”
    She answered by curling her fingers into his hair, yanking hard while plunging her tongue into his mouth. Jackson slipped his hands behind her legs and lifted her up. When she wrapped her legs around him, he pushed inside her, swallowing each other’s groans.
    He fucked her. He loved her. He drowned in the sensation of being lost inside her. And when Jackson Knight emerged … he was one. His duality vanished under her touch. Jackson loved Ryn to the depths of eternity, and so did Jude Day.

Chapter Seven
    “W hy are we in Jillian’s room?” Ryn lifted the sheet, peeking down at Jackson, who seemed content sprawled out on his stomach between her legs, head resting on her stomach. She combed her fingers through his hair in a lazy rhythm. The look on his face led her to believe he could start purring.
    “My ex-cleaning lady went berserk.”
    She stopped her hands, fisting his hair. “ Ex ?”
    He chuckled. “Yes. I feel her attention to detail isn’t what it used to be.”
    Her smile faded, washed away by the memory of his parting words. “Can you be honest with me?”
    His answer took its time. It bothered her that he needed to consider his ability to be honest with her.
    “Yes,” he said, turning his head until his lips pressed to her C-section scar.
    “Were you just angry or were you serious when you implied that all you’re good at is … ‘fucking.’”
    A slow breath escaped his lips, warming her skin. “Both. I wanted you to show me I’m more than that guy. He’s all I’ve ever known. But then you went off about foot rubs, porch swings, and paint swatches. I knew I would never be that guy. I felt like the guy who helped you see what you want, but it wasn’t me.”
    “Jackson …” Ryn’s chest ached beneath the weight of his words. “I fear you more than I’ve ever feared any man.”
    He turned, resting his chin on her stomach. Confusion lined his brow.
    “Preston hurt me. He broke my skin and even a few bones, and I survived. But you … you could do something Preston could never do. You could break my heart, and I don’t know if I would survive that.”
    “I’m going to hurt you,” he murmured over her skin, inching up her body. “I’m going to do everything wrong nine times out of ten.” He rested his lips between her breasts for a long second then looked up at her. “But I will never cross that line. I’ll never break your heart.”
    Ryn nodded once. Her dreams clung to his words … to his promise.
    “What happened?” She traced the outline of the large adhesive patch on his shoulder.
    “Jillian.”
    “Sibling feud gone wrong?” She smiled. He did not.
    “Were you serious?” he asked.
    Ryn continued tracing the patch on his shoulder. “About?”
    “About there being nothing about me that you can’t love?”
    Her heart raced just from the tone of his voice, as if she somehow knew what he was about to say would forever change her life. But if given a thousand lifetimes to contemplate the possibilities, she never would have imagined his next confession.
    “Yes,” she whispered past the asphyxiating fear in her throat.
    “The glass on the floor at AJ’s?”
    Ryn nodded slowly.
    “She stabbed me with a long shard of it.”
    “What?” She shook her head. “Why?”
    “I took AJ’s …” Jackson laced his fingers with hers, holding them next to her shoulders as if his words required her to be restrained.
    Her body tensed beneath his, preparing for impact. Of what? She didn’t know. “You took AJ’s … what?”
    “Life.”
    He didn’t say that. She knew that’s not what he said, and if he did there was