Waking Sebastian by Melinda Barron Read Free Book Online Page B

into his touch, his lips found her clit, sucking it into his mouth slowly then nibbling just enough to send her soaring.
    Her body jerked against him as her orgasm hit, the feeling strong and urgent. “Sebastian!” She wrapped her fingers in his hair, grinding herself against him as he murmured his approval, his fingers sliding in and out as he continued to devour her.
    A second orgasm slammed into her and then she stumbled forward, one hand hitting the sand as she fell, her body still reeling from the feeling of pleasure. She glanced back over her shoulder to where he’d knelt before her. He was gone. She turned her gaze toward the ocean to see soft rays of sunshine lighting its surface.
    “No!” The scream ripped out of her, leaving her throat dry and rough. “Come back!” She repeated the words over and over as tears burned her eyes, falling down her cheeks to drift into the sand. She buried her face in the crook of her arm and wept. An ache unlike anything she’d ever felt wrapped around her heart, squeezing.
    She had to find some way to break Sebastian free of the curse. In a fairy tale all she would have to do was kiss him with the feeling of love that permeated her right now. And if she knew where he was she would try it.
    The thought made her straighten. She may not know where his body was, but there was somebody who did. Marta. She’d said a member of her family had been a “guardian” here for years. While the words had puzzled her before they didn’t now.
    Marta had been avoiding her, but Michelle planned to end that right now. It was around seven. The woman should be in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. Michelle stood and headed for the house, leaving her books behind. Marta was going to answer her questions this morning if Michelle had to pull the words out of her.

Chapter Five
     
     
    Michelle was surprised to find Marta sitting at the kitchen table. There were two cups of coffee poured, one of them doctored with cream and sugar, just as Michelle liked it.
    She took a step toward the table, stopping just inches away from the older woman. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
    Marta took a sip from her cup, her gaze never leaving the screen door. “I knew you were the one, but I didn’t want to influence you. If I was right, you had to discover him on your own, and you did. The first night.”
    Michelle sat down, ignoring her coffee. “Why are you keeping him prisoner. Release him.”
    “I cannot.” The look of sorrow on Marta’s face matched the one Michelle had just seen on Sebastian’s. Somehow, Michelle knew that Marta would break the curse, if she could.
    “Are you not a voodoo priestess?”
    Marta nodded slowly, then took another sip. “The spell was performed long ago, and only the person who performed it can break it.”
    Tears stung Michelle’s eyes. “Then there’s no hope?” As the words left her mouth she slapped her hand against the table. Marta didn’t move, didn’t even look her way. “There has to be something you can do.”
    For a minute, Michelle thought Marta wouldn’t answer her. But then she sighed and finally looked at Michelle.
    “Tarsa, the woman who placed the curse, was very powerful. When Sebastian’s father searched for his son, he had the plantation turned upside down. He caught wind of what had happened a few days after the binding. He captured and tortured slaves, killing several of them in an effort to find his son.”
    Michelle could only imagine the grief the elder Maddox had gone through after his son disappeared. Still, killing people to get answers was not the solution to the problem.
    “He killed her?”
    Marta nodded. “Not immediately. But after several weeks, then yes, he did.”
    Michelle reached for her cup, took a sip of the cooling liquid. “Why didn’t Tarsa release Sebastian and end what was happening?”
    “According to legend, Tarsa only meant to teach Sebastian a lesson, about using people.”
    “Yes, he told me about Sarya.”
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