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Sanctuary: The Finding [MultiFormat]
eBook by Carol Shaughnessy

eBook Category: Erotica/Paranormal Erotica
eBook Description: When an old friend joins her marriage, three lovers discover a lost heritage in a hidden world. A combat mission goes incredibly wrong; Naval Officer Gryphon Redhill is broken, tortured and abused. Rescued by a vampire mistress meting out justice, he returns home to recover. Gryphon discovers love and healing in the embrace of Tempest and her husband, Mich. As they explore unimagined passions, together they discover a concealed legacy. As it transforms their lives, if they can survive, they will remake their world.

eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, Published: 2012, 2012
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2012




Sexually frustrated and now angry, she didn't bother to fasten her jeans as she stomped her way to the door. Without glancing out and with her lip curled in an impatient snarl, she jerked the door open. Freezing to the spot, she stared into the face from the past. Almost four years in the past in fact. And here she stood half dressed and fully aroused, knowing she looked like she had been rode hard and put away wet. She trembled, mesmerized, as his slow heated perusal covered every inch of her, from her pebbled, swollen nipples to the open jeans gaping over her plump tummy. The last time she laid eyes on him was before he left on another mission out of country, they had hoped he would make it back from this one alive.

"Were you expecting me?" He asked with an appreciative light in his bright blue eyes.

"No. But come in anyway." She stepped back trying to hide behind the door and wishing the floor would open up and swallow her whole. Her mind flooded with memories, impressions this man made on their lives as he drifted in and out of it.

She felt the slow roll of her stomach as her state of undress roared through her mind. She motioned him to the living room while lowering her head to the door and closing her eyes taking a deep breath and trying to get over the flames of embarrassment. His scent followed him, hot leather and warm man. She shuddered in reaction, her pussy clenching as her lungs filled with him. Her eyes blinked open in surprise as he turned and pulled her from behind the door into his arms.

"It's good to see you again." He murmured in her ear as he pulled her into full contact with his long body. "I was coming this way and looked you up, hoping to touch base and maybe reconnect." He stepped away from her, but not before she felt his interest growing between them. She eyed the tight leather pants he wore and wondered if there was enough room for the growth taking place. He shifted things nonchalantly as he turned and entered the living room.

"Of course." She answered him, her breath coming short. "Meet the dog." She told him as the animal wound herself around his legs. "But don't teach her anything new." She warned him, catching his rare smile as he glanced back at her.

"Would I do something like that?" He teased. Thinking about another dog taught to chase cats and leaving Tempest and Mich chasing the dog all over base housing, laughing his ass off on the porch. She remembered that too.

"You know you would." She told him closing the door. "Can I get you anything?" She asked heading for the kitchen. Another flame graced her face as she realized her mind was still in the bedroom, phantom fingers still stroking her.

"No." His voice was right behind her. "I was hungry and wondered if you would like to join me for dinner?" She remembered she hadn't eaten this evening. A glance at the clock told her that her son would be at practice for another two hours and would probably get something before coming home. "I guess Mich is working tonight?"

"Yes. I hope you plan to stick around to see him later. As for dinner, let me catch a shower and dress." His eyes still roamed her body and she had not taken time to fix the jeans or to cover up the taut nipples begging for touch.

"Help yourself, like you used to, the remotes are on the ottoman, the fridge is here." She made herself turn to the bedroom. She knew she was way out of her depth, riding a seesaw of being a good girl, and the knife-edge of desire, pulling her to him, the male of the species.

All thoughts of being good swept away at the thought of his strength and the knowledge that he was pure sex wrapped in leather. She relived the clench of his body next to hers as he pulled her into his arms at the door. She fought herself as she stripped and climbed into the shower under hot water. Maybe if she scrubbed hard enough, the scent would disappear and the fog of arousal would fade.

Gryph watched her leave the room, his eyes hooded and smoldering with lust. The doctors told him his blood was clean of the drugs he had lived on, but looking at this woman lit every nerve like the remembered rush of the cocktail through his system. He had to be careful here, she was temptation itself.

His mind argued with him, the wife of his best friend and mentor should be off limits. Her gorgeous body teased him now he was finally here, her scent of woman and comfort made him want to strip and prostrate his body at her feet. In the same, fevered thought, he wanted to tuck her under his straining body, filling her sheath with every inch of his cock, pounding her until she remembered nothing else.

He stroked his cock through the leather as his tongue played with the tip of a sharp incisor. Maybe he should rethink this whole idea of staying here, he cautioned himself as his body settled into the overstuffed, oversized furniture.

Once in the shower, even though she promised to take a short sweet one, the fever in her would not subside. Taking down the showerhead, she adjusted the spray to stream and leaned against the tile. Lifting her leg to the side of the tub she aimed the pulsing water to the needy flesh between her legs and let it pummel her into the orgasm she so needed. Her back arched, neck straining, gasping with the power of it ripping through her after so long denied.

She turned off the water with shaking hands, still trying to get her hunger and her reaction to Gryphon under control. Her legs wobbled as she stepped out of the shower and wrapped in a towel. However, the pain in her womb was gone for now, the edge taken off.

In a matter of minutes, she was dressed and ready to go. She called her husband to let him know.

"No way. Shit, now I wished I'd called off." He told her on the phone.

"Oh." She teased him. "You would take off for him, but not for me."

"You know better than that." He told her. His voice dropped. "Besides, you need to stew a little, it makes you that much more wild in bed for me."

"We may be in bed when you come home." She threatened him, teasing back. She heard a note in her voice that was not so teasing.

"Then I'll see you in the morning." He told her. His tone told her he heard that note as well. After all, they had been together for most of thirty years. He was not telling her not to explore this. "I want details if I'm not there." He told her a smile and reassurance in his voice.

"I'm sure he isn't even thinking the same thing." She told him now downplaying the teasing the way he knew she would. He laughed in her ear.

"You don't know what we talked about all those lonely hours with nothing to do but play poker and chase the bad guys." He teased her. "Things that would curl your hair or tickle your fancy." He sighed on the phone. "Babe, don't worry about me. If Gryph looked us up, he will be there for a couple of days. If you want to explore things with him, or have him with us, let us know."

There was a squawk over his radio, he listened for a minute and then spoke to her. "Love, I have to go. Enjoy the dinner and the night. Let him know what time I'll get home and see what he wants to do." The radio squawked again. "Gotta go, love you babe."

She put down the phone and left the bedroom armored in fastened jeans, a bra this time, a tank top covered by an over shirt. She would not give into temptation even if temptation were standing in her living room watching her, his bright blue eyes hiding secrets and pain.

"Ready?" He asked. He walked over to her stopping a foot away. He lowered his head and sniffed the soap and shampoo she used. "You smell good." He told her a serious glint in his eye. "Lets see if we can bring back the scent that made you good enough to eat." He told her with a soft growl. With that, he took her arm and guided her out to his bike. A second helmet rested over the bar in back, waiting for her. The thought of straddling the bike, pressing full body against him as he handled the big machine tightened her body as if the orgasm in the shower had never taken place.

He stalked her, as if the outcome was already decided between predator and prey. She fought a shudder part unease and part arousal. He was physically bigger and she sensed something fighting below the calm surface that Gryph always wore. She was on edge enough without this kind of thinking clouding her decisions. She wasn't one to second guess, and wondered if this was a good time to start.

She looked up at him as he fitted the helmet over her head and buckled the chinstrap. He adjusted it so she was comfortable, and then shrugged into his. He helped her mount behind him, and then brought the beast to life beneath them. With a familiarity borne of long years on bikes, he turned them and headed to town. She didn't have to speak; he knew where he was going. She shouldn't have been surprised by this; it was Gryph's way.[End Excerpt] She turned herself over to him, if not with complete confidence, then with fewer reservations.


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