Mills & Boon : Seducing The Jackal by Seressia Glass Read Free Book Online

She reached up, bit his bottom
lip.
    Growling against her mouth, he thrust into her with furious
intent. Once again her magic rose, reaching out for his power, riding the edge
of the passion they generated. As his control shredded, his power rammed into
hers, rich, sharp, overwhelming.
    Markus shifted, hooking her legs with his arms. The angle drove
him deeper and Tia cried out, caught in a cresting wave of ecstasy. His pace
increased and he gave a guttural groan, driving into her with wild abandon.
    Without warning she broke, shattering as the orgasm burst over
her. Screaming her release, she threw her head back, her inner walls clamping
down on him.
    His eyes burning the color of molten gold, canines elongating
and peeking between his full lips, he pounded into her. His thrusting rhythm
grew jerky as his muscles bunched then shoved him over. Tia held on as he lifted
his head and howled, his body stiffening as he came.
    Power surged between them, white-hot arcs that lit the room.
The surge fired her synapses, sending aftershocks zinging through her body.
Unprepared for the onslaught, she gave herself over to it, trusting Markus to
anchor her.

Chapter Five
    A while later, Tia staggered out of the bathroom in a
borrowed T-shirt to discover that their food had arrived. Heat crept up her
cheeks as the perfect timing dawned on her. “I guess it was pretty obvious what
we were doing and when we stopped, huh?”
    Markus, now wearing a pair of black boxer-briefs that
accentuated his sensual gifts, placed the tray of food in the center of the bed.
“They have good hearing and didn’t scent any blood,” he told her, lifting the
tray cover to reveal homemade oversized cheeseburgers and home fries. “Since
they found me to be mostly in my right frame of mind, albeit slightly dazed,
they didn’t assume the worst.”
    With her magic recharged, hunger reasserted itself. She fell on
the food with gusto, barely pausing for sips of sweet tea between bites of home
fries. “Please tell whoever made this, thank you from the bottom of my heart!”
she exclaimed, licking her fingers. “I think that’s the best burger I’ve ever
had in my entire life!”
    Markus laughed again, activating her senses. “That appetite
would do any jackal proud. I’ll pass on the compliments.”
    Tia glanced up from her almost-empty plate, and forgot about
her food. Markus had stretched out along the foot of the bed, the epitome of
masculine grace and power. She’d never seen abs like those up close and personal
before. Honestly, she’d never had any man as gorgeous and full of prowess as
Markus. It was obvious that he’d learned a thing or two over his long life.
    He gave her a knowing smile. “That last bit of fries is going
to get cold.”
    “Not likely.” She scooped up the last crumb, then wiped her
hands on the fingertip towel. Another myth about jackals burned to dust. They
had structure, took care of each other, had the means to have a facility large
enough to house them and build a luxury suite for their leader. Not a bare step
above wild dogs as she’d been taught. “I was just thinking.”
    He stilled, caution filling his gaze. “About what?”
    “Witches and jackals. Asharet and her mate.”
    “Sekhanu. Leader of the Sons of Anubis at that time.”
    “You knew them well?”
    He nodded. “Since he and Asharet had no sons and I’d lost my
father in a battle with the Lost Ones, Sekhanu adopted me. He groomed me to take
his place, though we both figured that would be centuries later.”
    “What was he like?” She curled against the headboard, eager to
learn more. “What was Asharet like?”
    A smile lit his features. “She was amazing. Tiny by today’s
standards, but the power she wielded—both in magic and personality—drew everyone
to her. Including Sekhanu.”
    Food forgotten, he stared into space. “As for Sekhanu, he was
amazing, too. Jackals are solitary by nature, though family groups tend to stay
together. Even though