Stillwater Trilogy: Dead Silence\Dead Giveaway\Dead Right by Brenda Novak

Author:Brenda Novak [Novak, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460345450
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2014-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

13

It’d been more than a year since Allie had made love. She missed the physical intimacy of having a man in her life. But being with Clay was nothing like what she’d experienced in the past. Clay’s lovemaking was full of an urgency she’d never known, as if it wasn’t enough for him to claim her body—he wanted her soul. The crazy thing was, she knew better than to give it to him, yet she did so eagerly. With every kiss, with every touch, with every thrust of his hips, she gave up a little more of herself. He was alive, and somehow that was all that mattered in this cloistered cabin. The rest of the world could not intrude.

She was making a mistake, she dimly realized. She was letting him spoil her for anyone else. But she was too caught up to care. With one hand he angled her hips so she could take more of him.

Euphoria, combined with raw, desperate need, caused every muscle to quiver. Allie moaned as Clay’s mouth closed over her breast, suckling her just hard enough. He knew how to amplify every sensation, how to take it to the extreme.

“What are you feeling?” he murmured, his voice ragged, breathless, as he kissed her mouth, her ear, her neck.

“You. I feel you. You’re in me, around me, everywhere.”

“Then let go. Give me what I want, okay? Trust me.”

Worry lingered in some distant corner of her mind. “Be careful of your wound,” she said. But he didn’t act as if he had an injury. Pinning her hands over her head, he nuzzled her neck. Then his mouth trailed back down to her breasts.

Allie had never felt so alive, so hyperaware of another human being. As the rhythm intensified, she was no longer sure where Clay’s body stopped and hers started, and she didn’t care. The separate parts didn’t matter, only the unified, glorious whole. They were nothing without each other.

Her muscles tensed, then several spasms rolled through her so hard her whole body shook.

Clay chuckled softly as she shuddered in his arms. “That’s it. One more,” he said, but she could sense him struggling to hold back and wanted to relish a little power of her own. Pressing him onto his back, she made sure he lost all control.

* * *

When Allie woke up, it was light. She blinked, feeling lazy, satiated, content—until she saw red on the pillow in front of her. Then she sat up so fast black spots danced before her eyes.

The dish towel she’d wrapped around Clay’s wound had fallen off, and his blood had smeared the bedding. But, once the dizziness passed, she could see there wasn’t as much as she’d feared.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, lifting his head.

“You’ve been bleeding.”

He groaned and fell back on his pillow. “Is that all?”

“Is that all?”

“The way you had my heart going, how can you be surprised?”

He’d turned his face into the pillow, which muffled his voice, but Allie knew he was teasing her. “We’ve got to get you cleaned up,” she said, straining for a look at his wound.

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