"Joanna Wylde - Serendipity" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wylde Joanna)

sensations built up in her, heart pounding. Her breath was coming in ragged breaths, but she
held her position. A swooshing sound, the sound of her own heartbeat, filled her head.
Just a little more.
Around and around. Don't think about him, his hard cock stuffing you so full that you
feel like you might choke, her traitorous mind whispered. Him pounding against you, your
whole body shaking from the force of his thrusts.
Her treacherous body wasn't listening, though. There was an empty hole where his
cock should be. Her entire body was ready to explode, but there was no one for her to
explode against. Her fingers flew, her mouth opening in a silent gasp of aching need.
Against her will, her head arched back against the pillow as the orgasm hit her. She
shuddered under the onslaught of sensation, biting the back of her hand to keep from crying
out. What would he see if he were watching her now? What would he think?
That night in the garden she'd seen the look on his face as she came, every muscle in
her body clenching his tightly. His face had been filled with a pleasure so intense it was
painful to watch. But she wanted to watch it again.
Slowly, her breathing returned to normal. She allowed her hand to drop to the mattress.
The sound of her heart faded, and she let her hands fall to her sides. After a few minutes her
breath was slow and steady again. The ache was better, although she could still feel a trace
of tension.
She rolled onto her stomach, punching the pillow to soften it up. Then she lay her head
down and forced her mind to calm. Would the night never end?
Finally, after another hour, she finally relaxed enough to fall asleep. Morning would be
there all too soon.

*****
Jax sat in the dark garden, watching Sarai's room. It would be so easy to go in through
the door, to push her back on the bed and kiss her until she gave in to him. And she would
give in, he already knew that. Her response to him from the first time he'd touched her had
been incredible.
A physical response wouldn't be enough, though. Not to convince her she needed him
in her life.
What was she doing in there, he wondered? Was she sleeping, thinking of him? Did
she have any idea how much he wanted to be with her?
She was his life mateтАФhe was certain of it. He had spent the first thirty years of his life
believing he'd be alone forever. After all, he'd had no life mate among his own people, the
Saurellians. Until a few weeks ago he'd never heard of a Saurellian finding a lifemate
anywhere but Saurellia.
But now there was new hope. His friend, Seth, had found Calla. And Sarai had been
with Calla.
What was life like before Sarai? It had only been a week, yet in those few short days
his entire life had changed. He was frustrated, of course. He had made love to her in the
garden that first night, but she hadn't let him touch her since. But even though the
frustration was maddening, the sheer joy of her presence filled him.
He felt alive, complete.
The sound of her voice curled through him every time she spoke, touching corners of
his soul he'd thought were long dead. And her children, they were beautiful. Little Able, a
child who thought like an adult. He would be a challenge, Jax realized. He felt threatened
by the thought of his mother having a new man in her life. Their father, Calvin, had been a
horrible man. He'd hurt the entire family deeplyтАФJax's only regret was that Calvin was
already dead. He would have liked to kill the man himself.