The Pharaoh's Kiss (Reincarnation Romance Chronicles Book 3) by Dana Michelle Burnett Read Free Book Online Page B

pressing me up against it. He pinned my hands above my head with one hand as the other cupped my breast.
    “Senna...” He moaned as he brought his lips to my neck.
    I wrapped one leg about his waist and pulled him closer to me, feeling his hardness straining against his jeans.
    Alex slid his hand up my chest and throat so that he could tilt my face up to his, kissing me and teasing my mouth with his tongue. I kissed him back eagerly, wanting to taste him.
    He pulled me away from the door and across the room to the balcony. He reached around and placed my hands on the balcony rail. I looked out over the Nile to the Valley of the Kings in the distance.
    “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Alex mumbled into my hair.
    “Yes,” I said in a gentle purr as he pushed my hair aside and kissed the tender skin where my shoulder and neck met.
    I felt his steamy breath on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent of him. I could feel his body heat radiating across my back and shoulders. Suddenly, every nerve in my body awakened as if anticipating his touch.
    There was the rustling sound of him removing his clothes and then he was pulling me back against his bare chest. I trembled as he slid the straps of my cami off my shoulders and down my arms, then he unfastened my shorts and let them fall to my feet. I felt the breeze of the early night against my skin. I gasped as he reached his hand around to caress my breast while the other moved lower between my legs.
    Yes...Yes...
    I didn’t think of the people in the other rooms or worry that someone might look up and see us there naked as his fingers probed my opening, his thumb rubbing against my pubis. His every movement brought all my nerve endings to life. My legs were going weak, parting on their own until it was only him that was holding me up.
    Just as I was about to climax, he pulled away. I fell against the rail, looking down at the Nile below. Alex guided my trembling legs apart. I anticipated his fingers again, tilting my hips toward him.
    I felt him at my entrance, he reached around and placed my hands on the rail and held them there, covering my hands with his. He eased himself up inside of me, slowly, deliciously.
    He moved slowly, in and out of me, each movement sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I exploded only to come back again and again.
    “Senna,” he mumbled into my hair as his body shook, “I love you.”
    I looked out across the Nile to the glowing lights of the Valley of the Kings. As I stood there, with his naked body still pressed against mine, I knew I loved him too...Just like before.

Chapter Eleven
     
    I felt myself falling, spinning down into the darkness. There was nothing above me and nothing below. I was floating in a fog until the world turned, and then I was rising up towards a distant light.
    The heat of the torches was hot against the side of my face as I found myself standing in the dim hallway. I could feel the silken fabric against my legs and the cool touch of the gold bracelets at my wrists.
    There was something wrong... Very wrong. I felt it as an unsettling panic inside as I looked up at the painting of Tutankhamun on the wall and the feeling grew.
    There was a prayer in my mind, repeating over and over. It was simple, powerful, and instantly sent a chill through me.
    Don’t let him die... Don’t let him die ...
    That was it. Tutankhamun was sick, very sick, maybe dying. Even in my dream, I could feel myself crying. That other me couldn’t imagine a life without him.
    He can’t die ... He can’t ...
    In the memory of that other me, I saw him laying feverish in the bed. Servants tended to him as he struggled for each ragged breath. I looked back up at the painting and returned to my prayer.
    I heard footsteps in the hall coming closer. My breath caught. Was he dead? Had my husband, my love, crossed to the beyond?
    “My Queen?” The maidservant said softly.
    I didn’t answer. I didn’t want to hear what she had to