Embrace the Wild (The Blood Rose Series Book 6) by Caris Roane Read Free Book Online Page B

naturally stirred her own needs.
    Was this the man for her, the mastyr of an entire realm?
    Her pleasure was intense as she asked him to spread his legs. She carefully worked the cool, damp cloth over his testicles and cock, the latter of which was thick and long and quite perfect.
    And fully erect.
    She kissed his groin on either side, just above the veins. She could smell his blood because of her latent wraith abilities. Looking up at him, she said, “Your blood smells of the richest part of the forest, Malik. Just like you.”
    “And yours smells like the forest after a rain. That clean, almost spiritual fragrance.”
    She smiled. “I like that you’ve said it that way.”
    She busied herself again, cleansing his abdomen and chest, taking her time, wiping down both arms. She tended to his back and his buttocks in the same way.
    When she was done, she took the basin back into the bathroom and returned with her brush. Pulling back the sheets, she had him sit on the side of the bed and took her time brushing out his Guardsman hair.
    As Willow ran her hands down his hair, she could feel the subtle vibration. “Your hair makes you stronger.”
    “That is our belief.”
    “I can feel the frequency.” She rose as she spoke, and while standing in front of him, she removed her white robe.
    His eyes flared, but he made no move to touch her. Instead, he waited, letting her lead the moment.
    Her heart beat hard now, ready to be touched and loved by Malik after so many months of painful longing. Without saying anything, she stretched out on her stomach on the bed and waited.
    Closing her eyes, she expected Malik to join her. Instead, the floor creaked and a moment later, she heard the water running. She lifted up on her forearms and tears came to her eyes when he returned with the basin.
    He took his time as well, beginning with her feet and washed her head-to-foot. Tears began to fall and she couldn’t seem to stop them. She’d bathed Malik because she revered what he did for her kind. But to have him return what was for her a very sacred act, struck her deep in her soul.
    When she turned over and he cleansed her legs, then deep between her thighs, desire began to rise once more, the way it had for the past two years.
    He swept the cloth upward and over her abdomen, the sensation leaving a trail of shivers. Her breasts puckered and he leaned down and half-sucked, half-kissed each in turn.
    She cupped his face in her hand and turned him toward her. This was Malik, the man who had chased her, whom she’d spurned. Now he was here.
    Her heart labored in her chest as though anxious to feed him. She wanted him to bite her and she wanted to use her fangs. Something she’d never done before. But Malik’s blood called to her.
    He set the cloth and the basin aside and kissed her, moving between her legs. “Your fangs are beautiful.”
    Her tongue emerged between them and he groaned, his forest scent permeating the air.
    The next moment, in response to her growing need, the vines at the open window began to move down the white, cast iron frame behind her.
    He lifted up, his eyes widening. “The vines are moving now.”
    She slid her hands over his shoulders. “They’re responding to me. They’ll be part of what we’ll do together, if that’s all right with you?”
    He glanced down as one of the vines touched his arm and slid over him, caressing him. He closed his eyes. “Sweet Goddess, that feels good and no, I don’t mind, because this feels like you. But what exactly are you doing?”
    “Needing you to make love to me, that’s all. I’m connected to the vines on my land. I can’t explain it. They hide me and they protect the wraith families. They respond to my thoughts and desires, and they would even protect me at my command.”
    Another vine now moved across his back and he moaned. “I’ve never experienced anything like this.”
    “Is it too strange, Malik? If I concentrate, I can make them leave.”
    “No,”