The Goddess Redemption #2 - Spellbound (a Paranormal Romance) by Kelli Lockheart Read Free Book Online Page A

missed her all his life and never known it. Where had that hole come from? It didn’t matter; it had been filled at the sight of her.
    As she kissed his neck and wrapped her arms around him, he buried his head in the soft dark tendrils of her hair and wept. The love in his heart would allow him no shame as he cried. It was as if she had died and been brought back to life for him in that moment.
    “Where have you been?” she asked him. He swallowed back the tears and brought his head up to look at her.
    “Trying to find you, Huntress. You’re not an easy woman to find ,” he said and pulled her closer into his arms. But, now that I have , he thought, I’ll never let you go . She was his, had always been his. He had captured her maidenhead and she had captured his heart. The memories filled him and her touch on his skin only made them more real. He felt on fire and full of life as they ripped the clothes from each other and threw them aside; they were just one more thing keeping them apart.
    He felt fevered under her touch and the sight of her body standing bare before him caused a throbbing ache in his cock. Her nipples became rigid and taut under the flicking of his tongue. Each curve of her body, he explored with his hands and lips. He wanted to taste her, to devour her. But, he would start with just a nibble.
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    Sara knew who she was. The Goddess of the Hunt, daughter of Zeus. Artemis. But she also stored a lifetime of memories as Sara. Those thoughts were pushed firmly into a corner as she felt her hunter nip his way up, from her breast to her neck, tickling her skin into goose pimples and making her shudder in need. She had missed him for far too long.
    There was an urgency to his touch which grew exponentially with each stroke, each feel. She kissed down his chest and abdomen, growing impatient with exploration, needing to discover the treasure of sensations promised in every press of his lips. She stroked his hardened shaft in her hand and he let out a gasp of pleasure that brought a soft playful laughter from her. It wasn’t the first time she had held it in her hand, admiring the throbs of longing that seemed to make it come alive. She teased the tip with her finger and it earned her a sharp intake of breath from him.
    “You tease, love. And I have waited too long.” His voice was raspy with passion as she lowered her mouth to him and teased him. When she took him in, he felt stiff and full on top of her tongue and she stroked the soft thin skin underneath. He wrapped his hands in her hair and pulled her closer, but she held her ground as she moved back and forth along the length of his cock, rendering a soft sucking noise that was loud in her ears. She knew he was near explosion when he violently forced her head back and away from him. He held her back for a moment while he gained control.
    Moments later, he looked at her hungrily and picked her up. With fluidity, she wrapped her legs around him as he carried her through the room and down the small hall to her bedroom. The mattress was worn and soft as he threw them both down. His lips pressed against hers as her hands ran up and down his back.
    He kissed her along her neck and shoulders, teasing his way down her chest and the valley between her breasts. Down further, his lips roamed lightly over her stomach and still he trailed south. Each kiss was a caress to her skin. She wiggled underneath him as his tongue dipped in between the soft fleshy folds, expertly stroking the pinpoint of her desire. She groaned and filled her fists with his hair as she pulled his mouth closer to the valley between her legs. He sucked and licked at her until she was soaked in longing.
    T hen he kissed his way back up. Hot and tingly was every single kiss along the center of her abdomen, between her breasts and up her neck. She threw her head back and felt him nibble over the top of her chin. When she lowered it and his lips found her own, once again, the taste of her on his