Empowered [Sexual Magic 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Jennifer August Read Free Book Online Page A

face. He stroked her cheek. “What is it, Madelyn?”
    “I know you won’t believe me, but he’s very vulnerable. Wait,” she cried when he opened his mouth on a certain smart-ass response. “I see it in him. He’s so at loose ends right now, adrift in confusion. This is something new for him, and he does not know how to respond.”
    Noah’s brow furrowed. “Is that why you think he ran?”
    “Yes. He did not mean to injure me, and when he did, it scared him greatly. We must find him and show him neither of us is angry.” She sighed again. “More than that, we must show him we understand and convince him to play again.”
    Noah looked like he wanted to argue, but after a moment, he nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. But this time no freaking hard discipline implements.”
    Before he could get all righteous and self-accusing again, Madelyn agreed. “I am going to take a shower.”
    “Wait,” he said, clasping her arm. “Take your robe off. I’m not quite done with the wound. It’s not fully healed.”
    She tried to peer over her shoulder but couldn’t see the gash properly. “Really? It doesn’t hurt.”
    He snorted. “Of course it doesn’t hurt. That’s part of the problem, remember?”
    She winked. “Fine, but hurry up. I want to track him down. Maybe I’ll skip the shower, and we can leave sooner.”
    Noah’s hands roamed warmly over her back, and she shivered and arched beneath him, a low purr emanating from her throat. She may not feel pain, but she sure as hell always experienced pleasure when stroked this way.
    “No, go ahead. We should give him some time to cool down, anyway.”
    Madelyn wiggled, directing his palm to a spot low on her back. “What if he’s getting into trouble?”
    “Jeez, woman, enough with the worry. He’s been on the island for three days already. I think if he was going to find trouble, he would have by now.”
    “Hm, you are correct, I suppose.”
    “I am.” Noah cupped her butt and squeezed, then slapped lightly. “You’re fixed. Now go on, shower up.”
    As she slid the silken cover-up back on, something, French intuition inherited from her grandmother perhaps, urged her to dress and find Gabriel right now. “Noah, maybe we should—”
    “No, little one, go relax in the shower. He’s fine.” Noah grimaced. “I need the time to reflect and compose myself as well.”
    “What? You seem calm enough to me now.”
    He shrugged. “Appearances are deceiving, Madelyn.” He glared at nothing. “Krista is proof positive of that statement. The woman is gorgeous with a body that doesn’t quit and legs a man would gladly quit breathing to feel wrapped around him. And her mouth. For all the vile she spews, it’s perfect for sucking cock.”
    Ire roused in her again, and she tugged open her robe, then slid it off her shoulders, standing proudly bare before him. “Funny, you do not sound like a man who hates her.”
    Lust flared in his eyes as his gaze roamed over her body. “Just because she has the soul of the devil doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the beauty she has on the outside.”
    “Then what composing must you do?”
    “I still want to kick his ass, Madelyn,” he snapped. “He hurt you, sliced you open.”
    “ Mon Dieu , let it go already.”
    “I’m trying, I promise. But it’s going to take a little time.” Again he looked at her, his green eyes turning warm with sensual desire. “We could burn some of that time up with a little private session.”
    She was very tempted. But Gabriel called to her, and the longer she stayed, the more urgent the call became. “Rain check, chéri , when we are both concentrating only on each other.”
    “As always, your cooler head prevails.”
    “Good. I won’t be long. Be ready to leave when I come out.”
    His brow show skyward and she giggled. “Brat.”
    “I know. I’ll pay for that later, non? ”
    Noah crossed his arms and shook his head. “Nope.”
    “ Merde .”
    His warm chuckle chased her