The Redeeming
© Shiloh Walker
reissue-expanded and revised
Ebook
“You want her to face her mother.” Jonah
turned away, hoping to hide the fiery rage that built
within, the need to howl. Not right…what they demanded
wasn’t right. “Can’t you see how terrified she is?”
Jonah certainly could. Now he
understood the fear he’d seen in her eyes.
Sansan sighed. “Indeed, we see it. But
having a soul means you’re willing to sacrifice all for
another. If she didn’t fear her mother, there would be
no sacrifice.”
As Jonah turned, glaring, he found
himself alone, in an empty room. Whirling, he grabbed a
stained coffee cup from the desk and hurled it at the
wall. “Damn it!” he shouted.
And then he collapsed onto the ground,
looping his arms around his knees and bowing his head.
“Damn it,” he whispered.
He was still trying to recover his
ground when the knock came, a long time later. Wearily,
he trudged to the door, opening it with dread. He knew
who was on the other side.
A woman he had dreamed of.
A woman he hungered for.
A woman he barely knew.
A woman who had been born of a demon.
Staring into her eyes, Jonah thought,
almost wildly, I don’t care…
Whatever she had been getting ready to
say died as he reached out, pulling her against him.
Lowering his head, he covered the rosebud mouth with
his, groaning as the clean, pure taste of her flooded
his senses. This is not a creature of evil…
He knew evil. She wasn’t it.
She was spring rain, summer warmth and
the light of the sun in his arms. A startled squeak
escaped her as he kissed her, surprise and hunger
lighting those dark blue eyes.
As her hands slid up his chest, Jonah
spun her around, pulling her inside the house and
kicking the door closed. Backing her up against the
wall, he groaned as he felt the bite of her nails at his
neck. Her entire body was quivering, vibrating against
his. A hungry little purr escaped her lips as he pressed
hungry, biting kisses down her neck, to her collarbone
as he slid the jacket from her shoulders.
“Jonah,” she gasped out as he jerked her
shirt from the waist of her jeans, his hands seeking out
the cool, silken feel of her skin.
He wanted to howl as she started to
whimper in his arms, rocking against him, an almost
feverish hunger in her midnight-blue eyes. “Lily,” he
rumbled as he dipped his head and buried his face in the
soft, sweet valley between her breasts.
An insidious little whisper of doubt
started to creep in as he shoved up her shirt baring the
full, silk-covered curves of her breasts. The dusky
circles of her nipples were a shadow under the fragile
silk. Urging her closer, he took the peak of one nipple
in his mouth, drawing deep, shuddering at the hot,
female taste of her skin.
As he feasted on the heated satin of her
skin, a voice of doubt whispered in his mind. Do you
really think this is helping your situation?
Savagely, he shoved the voice out of his
head. It felt…foreign. But not Sansan. Sansan hadn’t
called him Adamm since they had shoved him into this
body.
Wonderful way to save your soul,
fornicating like the bastard you’ve always been…
He shot to his feet, lacing his fingers
through her hair as he pressed his mouth back to hers,
waiting for the heaven of her mouth, and the blood
pounding in his head, to drown out that nasty little
whisper.
This title was previously released from Triskelion,
titled REDEMPTION. It was pulled from the publisher in 2006
and has been unavailable since then.
