AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Then, sweet mercy, there it was, his addiction … that high rushed over him, burning through his senses and slamming to the depths of his being. His head fell back, his hips jerking hard against her, that feeling rushing through him, surging through his entire body in a slow, rapturous wave of pure white sensation.
Alyssa knew there was no place left to hide.
Brilliant, blinding sensation ripped down the walls, tore aside her defenses, and left her bared. Pleasure raced through all the hidden places, pulling free the emotions she’d fought to hide, intensifying each detonation of ecstasy flooding her senses in brilliant, arcing waves.
She was the center of the storm. Held in place, secure, given the freedom to fly.
This was what she felt lost without. This completion. This … In the arms of the lovers she couldn’t deny, couldn’t forget. Lost within a pleasure she knew would eventually destroy her and one she knew she couldn’t resist as long as they were near.
She couldn’t hide herself.
She couldn’t hide the ecstasy that slammed through her in surging waves, or the climatic rush of euphoria whipping through her.
It went so far beyond pleasure that it was frightening. It was unlike any orgasm she’d ever read of, ever overheard other women speaking of.
This was why she felt as though she were slowly dying without them. This … pleasure? Addiction? She’d never understood it, never made sense of it, and in that moment she didn’t care if she never understood it. As long as she had it. As long as she had Shane and Sebastian.
20
She’d waited for them.
The knowledge that she’d deliberately placed her life on hold waiting for them wasn’t some sudden revelation. The signs had been there all along. The awareness of it had always been there.
Facing it, acknowledging it, was something else entirely.
She had known she was waiting. She had known, in that part of herself she’d locked down so tight, that they would have never willingly left her. She had known. And she’d been unable to face it, because facing it would have made being away from them unbearable.
As being away from her had destroyed both Shane and Sebastian.
That sense of them she had in Barcelona hadn’t been a fantasy. The awareness of their love for her hadn’t been a figment of her imagination. It had been real.
And it left her facing the knowledge that the risk of it happening again would always be there unless she managed to tame the untameable, and train the untrainable. God, talk about needing a miracle.
As she sat at her desk and went through mail, those emotions pulled and tugged at one another, demanding satisfaction, acceptance, and she was damned if she knew how to fix either problem. She couldn’t satisfy her need for answers, and she hadn’t yet been able to accept that they hadn’t trusted her enough to allow her to face that fight with them.
She understood their need to protect her; what she didn’t understand was the unspoken idea that if they had revealed the truth to her she would have somehow endangered herself or their attempt to learn the identity of the blackmailer.
That one pissed her off and kept her in a state of near anger where her lovers were concerned.
“They’re going to drive me crazy,” she muttered under her breath. “I can feel the nervous breakdown getting closer.”
With a shake of her head she put aside the stack of mail to answer and turned to her laptop. The buzz of a text message coming from her phone had a grimace pulling at her lips.
She had inherited her lack of interest in text messages from her mother no doubt.
Picking up the device, she stared at the screen for a moment. Just to make certain she was reading it correctly.
You were warned!
She stared at the message, the “unknown” listing of the number, and felt outrage explode inside her.
Like hell! She’d be damned if she was going to deal with this now. Shane and Sebastian were making her crazy enough. They did not need any help.
Jumping from her chair, she rushed to the door and jerked it open. A sudden blast behind her catapulted her into the hall and threw her into the wall across from her office with enough force to steal her breath and leave her crumpling to the floor.
Fighting to inhale as sirens began blaring around her, the sounds blasting through her ears, Alyssa struggled to draw air into her lungs. The force of the blow combined with the smoke rolling from her office made breathing a bit more difficult. She was going to kill whoever did this. Dammit, Dr. Brennan was going to bring that Amazon, Nurse Shaw, back and make her life hell. She couldn’t handle it.
She wasn’t going to handle it.
