Magick (The Dragonfly Chronicles Book 2) by Heather McCollum

Author:Heather McCollum
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Viking, Historical Romance, spicy, Romance, Fantasy, Historical, Scottish, Time Travel
ISBN: 1601548206
Publisher: AmazonEncore
Published: 2015-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

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Deep brown hair wrapped around Hauk as if it were alive and he could drown in the warm, spicy-sweet scent of it. Eyes, green like the depths of the forest in the waning light, stared into his. Soft skin rubbed along his naked length. The rhythm building, building until he thought he’d explode.

Her pink, full mouth moved, but a garbled string of sounds came out in a husky voice.

“Merewin?” Hauk held on to Merewin’s image, but it began to shift within his grasp like sand in the shallows.

The husky laugh returned with more garbled sounds, not his language, not the smooth lilt of Merewin’s voice. Grabbing for the soft hair, Hauk breathed deeply. Instead of spicy sweetness, the rank smell of unwashed body assaulted him.

In the space of a heartbeat, Hauk rolled over, pinning the intruder under his hard body. His captive gasped and he found a woman staring back at him. Garrett’s woman, her large breasts naked and pressed against him. She smiled timidly, and he relaxed his hold, sitting back to put distance between him and the creature.

She smiled boldly and slid her hand down his torso to his erection. Although he couldn’t understand her mumbled words, he read the meaning plainly and stood up away from her grasp.

The woman was a Pict, one Garrett had found and claimed, no doubt for her large breasts and lusty personality.

“Nay,” he said, as she stood up, dropping the rest of the clothes off her hips. She was shapely and obviously ready for any and all activities Hauk may desire. Did Garrett know that his new thrall was hopping from tent to tent?

The woman turned and Hauk thought she might be bending over to retrieve her scant clothing. Instead she bent over, her legs spread, her sex wet and ready for him. She looked back over her shoulder and touched herself, revealing her inner channel.

Hauk hardened once again, his body responding to his recent celibacy. Two months ago he wouldn’t have thought twice about mounting this willing woman, plowing into her, sating himself. But as he moved over to her, he found himself instead lifting her to her feet. He placed a woolen blanket around her and bundled her clothes up, placing them in her arms. She pouted at him, her little nose tilting upward in the air.

Merewin. Merewin made the same face when she was angry. The woman huffed and stomped out of the tent. He watched her leave, unwilling to call her back. The slap of the flap rang in his ears and he looked around the empty tent. Alone, he was really alone. Out here in Pictland, guarding his back, dreaming of a warm woman hundreds of leagues away. He’d spent many nights alone on missions even when his family was still alive, more so now that they were gone. He’d never felt like this before, empty somehow.

“What is wrong with me?” He scratched his hand through his hair.

Much.

The single word echoed in his mind. Hauk unsheathed the dagger strapped to his naked leg and turned in a quick circle, scanning the tent.

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