Pine Needles (Veil Realms Series) by Karli Rush Read Free Book Online Page A

form is intimidating and his monitoring surreal eyes tell me he’s used to getting his way.
    The touch of his fingers appraising my gol den face stills my rigid nerves as he orders, “Stand.” As I rise to my feet he leans over with a compelling hand caressing the side of my neck until his thumb locates my animated pulse he asks, “Do you fear me now, Selene?”
    I answer him before I take my next breath, “Yes.” The quivering tone endorses my one simple, yet truthful word.
    His massive hand catches my chin tilting my downcast eyes to his own. “Do not, Selene.”
    Is he a man or beast , I begin to question as I fall into his exiling gaze, edging his mouth closer to mine I do something that shocks even myself.
    Rising up to meet his mouth, I part my lips foretasting his lips on mine. Instead his head redirects and begins nuzzling the crook of my neck, breathing deeply in my scent. He lingers next to my ear and whispers. “I will protect you.” His other hand snares my hips urging me to press myself against him.
    Within the next heart pounding moment our determined hands revere the other. Deliberately, our hands flow over each other’s body with the most sinister awareness of what is coming next. He unclasps the golden harness across my chest in the next beat of my fluttering heart and he kneels down before me. Sucking each harden nipple, roughly nipping with his teeth, sending a strike of pure pleasure laced with spurred inborn fear. 
    Slowly , I ease my head back and try not to make any sudden movement as I gently fist my fingers through his dark shoulder length hair. A beastly snarl rolls from him as his hand lowers, palming my thigh and explores between my legs. His emboldening fingers slide deeply inside me, stretching me, preparing me for his entrance.
    The extreme urge to watch him breaks my internal battle inside me. I willingly tip my head slightly forward and stare at him as I motion my hips to his arousing thrusting pressure, slipping in and out, faster and harder. His teeth graze over my sensitive nipple as his preying tongue flicks across making it peak and harden even more. Soon my sublimity of moans clash with his and in one stealthy movement from him the thin fabric rips away from my body.
    He rumbles out his next command, “Move back.” My hands evenly embrace the limestone behind me and I recline, regarding him as he encases me with his full masculine form. He removes the leather garments as my legs instinctively open more for him, swallowing hard as I steel myself for the pain.
    A long languid trace of his tongue deliberately samples the taste of my skin, coasting down my abdomen and my accumulating arousal, making my stomach quiver with each sensual touch. Rising above me I smell his essence of gold enriched and divine, seeking out for a deviation my lips sweep over his jaw. In return he leans down, tilting his head away and sinks himself deep inside me. I moan out as the burning intensity soon subsides and the pleasure consumes me.  Arching deeper into the stone slab I take in a quick breath as my eyes water. Seconds pass and I’m able to take in another breath as he embeds himself completely, a chain reaction happens once the erotic momentum fully begins between us.
    Heightened with more enthralling stimuli from his motions, I glide my legs along his hips and wrap my arms around him. Indulging ourselves in the ravishment with a slow, steady cadenced, he seems inconsistent, before he devoured his untamed sexual need rapidly. But now, I’m able to reach up and follow the mass of muscles along his body, darting my view upward to his gold thriving eyes watching me. I don’t see a beast, or a blood lusting warrior. I see a man in relish as I skim my fingers over his serene lips, “Sirius?” I whisper to him in the dark.
    He answers by lowering his head closer to me. I twine my fingers through his long, soft hair directing his mouth to mine. Once more he withdraws his face elsewhere, pushing