Is it impossible to imagine?
MYSTIC JOURNEY
RONNA GAGE
ISBN# 978-1-60592-060-3
October 26, 2009
Noble Romance
http://www.nobleromance.com
E-Book
$5.99
96 Pages
Paranormal/Time Travel/Historical
Blurb:
In the essence of time, few things are constant. However, two virtues remain steadfast, vengeance and love. One born of the other takes centuries to unravel and peace is nothing more than a tinge of silver lining the gray fog.
The second he dove under the water she scanned the river’s surface for him. He should come up soon. After a few seconds when she couldn’t find him, she called his name. At first, the echoes of her voice were indistinct. Her fingers grazed the water, while her eyes searched for him to come up. She willed her dream to become clear so she could call him, to find him, and to make sure he was all right.
“Drake!” She shouted.
Suddenly, he shot out of the water in front of her.
She screamed in surprise. He took her in his arms and crushed her breasts to his toned chest. Soft and hard met, heaven and hell mixed, and the feeling was delightfully sensual. She could hear faint breathing in her ear as each breath tickled her neck.
“That’s what you get for spying on a man while he bathes milady.”
Although in her dream she smiled, Sabine wondered why he called her milady? The heat of his flesh on hers distracted her too much to ask. She didn’t care about anything but the feel of his skin, his body, and his warmth on hers. The hair of his chest intimately brushed her nipples and her body became alert, and wanted more. For the first time she could recall, her dreams allowed her hero and her to touch, to speak to be with one another. She would enjoy the feel of him for the time her dream continued. He brushed gentle lips to her forehead. Her heart raced. Excitement ran rapid through her body. She savored every touch. Even standing waist deep in water, she felt the warmth her body generated with his. Drake’s hungry gaze made her nervous. His hand smoothed over her naked body and she trembled.
“Are you cold?”
“No,” she answered shaking her head. Her lips trembled.
He smiled. His thumb eased up to her chin and softly stroked it over her shivering lips. She gripped his biceps. Her body quivered at his touch. His skin was hot; passion burned his flesh and reflected in his eyes, much like hers.
He eased his lips to hers, “Sabine!” he whispered her name softly.
She almost didn’t hear it, but the taste of his hunger couldn’t be denied. How does he know my name? She answered his desperate whisper with a kiss that curled her own toes.
His large hands rested on her breasts. She inhaled in surprise and sighed as desire took over. Stretching her arms around his neck, she leaned into him while his other hand explored her body, sending shivers of intense craving through her again. He softly stroked her back stoking her desire. The touch of his hand awakened a need inside. He cupped her, and she pulled back.
“Do you want me to stop?”
She didn’t answer.
He eased her against a boulder that she hadn’t noticed by the small land island. The cold hard surface warmed within seconds. He trapped her within his arms as his body loomed over her. His biceps shook with exerted effort to bear his weight. She softly stroked the trembling muscles. His arms were rock hard….
Closing her eyes, she roamed her hands over him, cataloguing every inch of his body. His broad shoulders and chest. Her arms wrapped around him, and she smoothed a hand over his back, down to shapely firm buttocks. Her hand roamed to the downy hair around his hardness, her mouth watered. She grazed over it with her palms. The length and thickness exhilarated her. She opened her eyes. He inched his way down to her stomach, until his body’s intimate touch covered her.
He brushed a soft kiss to her lips, then pulled back, only to place another brush of his lips to hers. He teased her. She seized his lips to stop the teasing, but he turned the tables on her. He deepened the kiss until she became pliant against him. She wrapped her arms and legs around his waist and held on. He now had complete control.
He broke the kiss and looked intently into her eyes. His intent gaze penetrated her soul and filled her with longing and severe liking…or maybe even love? He positioned her legs apart and settled himself between them. He eased her arms to her sides and roamed his eyes over her body. His lips trailed sensual nips and kisses down her neck, to her breasts. He suckled softly. She hiccupped on a hiss of want. He bit her neck with a soft nip; it was enough to make her wetter. The muscles of her uterus contracted. She bucked her body to meet his. His hands roamed her body while his lips followed. He stroked his tongue over the sensitive area just above her pubic line, sending a powerful shooting pain into her womb.
“Sabine, if we don’t stop, I won’t be able to on my own,” his voice sounded hoarse. He took her lips and kissed her. His kiss relayed a sense of urgency.
Easing him back, she looked into his hooded eyes. Desire had taken over.
Confusion muddled her brain. Didn’t he realize what was going on between them? She pulled him closer. “It’s our destiny,” she whispered. She took his lips again.
She felt his body prickle with goose bumps under her hands and felt the tremble inside. Drake jerked her from the rock and into his arms. She clung to him as his aggressive need drove his body to act on instinct. He sealed his lips to hers, lifted her higher until she straddled his hips where he settled her.. He was about to enter her. She smiled knowing what was about to happen and welcomed it. Her lips came down to meet his.
She felt Drake stumble and loose his footing. The current overcame them, swept them both under and pulled her out of Drake’s arms. Blindly, she searched the now murky water with outstretched arms. She couldn’t find him—he was nowhere. Tears stung her eyes. Fear paralyzed her. He had to save her from her paralysis! The dream changed nothing; it gave her the sense of touch and snatched it away, leaving her vulnerable.
“Drake!” Her mind screamed.
Sabine jerked up from the water taking in huge gulps of air to fill her lungs. She searched, until realization dawned her. She was home, in her bed, and her dream was just that…a dream.
Lonely and angry she fluffed the pillows and lay back hoping to recount some small memory of it.
Calming herself down, she ran her tongue across her lips and jerked up. She licked her lips again. She could still taste him there. That taste of sweet clean water and ale.
Confused, she lay back down. It was a dream…wasn’t it?
Other Books by Ronna Gage
Freya’s Bower Publishing
www.freyasbower.com
Afternoon Delight
Tell Me a Lie
Erotic shorts
Romance Divine Publishing
www.romancedivine.com
Love Lessons
Novella-Contemporary
Friends and Lovers
Novella Menage F/M/F
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