Protecting His Windflower (A Spirit Hunters Series Novel Book 1) by Temperance Dawn (best ereader for epub TXT) 📗

Liam pulled her closer. “He can’t hurt you anymore. I won’t let him. Neither will Trey or Luke. We’ll get rid of him. I promise.”

Emily lowered her lips so that they gently brushed Liam’s. “I know we will. Together, we’ll get rid of him.”

Liam took her mouth and kissed her until she was breathless.

“Make love to me, Liam.”

“Are you sure? You’re deliciously sore already. I don’t want to hurt you anymore.”

Emily didn’t respond with words. Instead, she pulled her knees up so they were at Liam’s torso and started to lower herself onto his length. Liam wanted to stop her, to make her take a bath and relax before they made love again, but he couldn’t bring himself to say the words. Emily knew what she wanted when she wanted it and pursued her desires. She had no qualms with asking for more or telling Liam what she needed throughout their night of lovemaking. So, he let her take the lead, knowing she’d stop and tell him if she was too uncomfortable.

He helped guide himself into her as she lowered herself.

Liam watched as Emily threw her head back. Her brown waves hung around her back and shoulders, almost touching her hips, as she savored the feel of him inside of her and exhaling her pleasure. She started to lift herself, but Liam stopped her. “Rock back and forth, baby. It’ll be easier on you that way. Just grind yourself on me.”

And she did. All the while, Liam kept his hands on her hips, helping her move against him. It took everything in him not to thrust himself up and pump into her, but he wasn’t about to take her hard, yet.

“Baby, touch yourself. Make yourself come. I can’t hold on much longer.”

Emily reached down and began to rub her swollen clit. “That’s it,” Liam groaned. He moved his hands to Emily’s firm breasts. They filled his hands, and he gently squeezed while flicking her nipples. The movement of her hips increased, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Liam sat up and wrapped his arms around Emily’s back. He hugged her tight, pressing her nakedness into his own hot, electrified skin. “Let go, Em. Don’t think about anything but us. Nothing else matters right now. Just you and me. And this.”

Emily threw her head back. Liam lowered his mouth to her neck and nibbled at the sensitive flesh.

“Liam,” she gasped, and he felt her tremble and whimper in his arms from pleasure. Moments later, Liam groaned his own release into her neck. His body spent and sated, he laid back on the bed, bringing Emily with him. She rested on top of his body, her head nuzzled in his own neck. Liam caressed her back when a thought came to him. “Em?”

“Humm?”

His hand found her head, where he threaded his fingers through the thick strands. “We didn’t use a condom that time.”

“It’s okay. I’m on the pill.”

“You are?”

Emily lifted her head. Her eyes were still heavy from their lovemaking. A rosy glow painted her cheeks. “Yeah. I went on it a couple years ago. I wanted to be prepared. Just in case I met the right person,” she said as she kissed him.

“I haven’t been with anyone in over a year,” Liam stated. “And I’ve never not used a condom.”

“I trust you, honey.”

Liam rolled and shifted them to their sides. They lay together like that for a long time, sleeping on and off before Liam got up and drew a bath for both of them.

Twenty-Two

Liam cooked them both some breakfast and called Trey and Luke. He filled them in on the latest dream that he and Emily had, and his teammates were now working on finding evidence that could explain their dreams. He also told them about the incident with the slamming door early that morning. His friends informed him that there were no earthquakes reported that day and neither of them felt anything. That left Liam with a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. Just how dangerous was the spirit of Banks if he were able to shake an entire house? It was something he really didn’t want to think about at the moment, but also couldn’t seem to keep his mind from going back to that question.

“Liam?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you okay? You seem distracted.”

Emily was curled up into his side on the couch while they watched a movie. Liam hugged her tight and snuggled deeper into the sofa cushions with her at his side. “Yeah. I’m good. Just thinking a lot.”

“Tell me?”

“I was just thinking,” he said as he kissed her head, “how did you like running the cameras that night when you investigated with us?”

Liam considered telling her that his thoughts were more on the subject of Banks but decided he would hold off on sharing his concerns. His theory that Banks’ infatuation with Emily was the reason for his staying behind and following her plagued him. He had dealt with hostile spirits in the past, entities that refused to move on due to fear or a desire to control the living. But he never imagined he’d learn that the spirit haunting his building murdered him in another life. And, it was still after his love. She’d been taken from him once before. He’d be damned if the son of a bitch tried to harm her again. He was a paranormal investigator. He lived for chasing ghosts. Thrived on walking into places swarming with paranormal activity. He just didn’t know how to keep Emily safe from a dead man who wanted her all to himself. How do you protect someone from an unseen force?

Their morning had already been disrupted, and he was going to do everything he possibly could to keep their days and nights relaxed and peaceful.

“I enjoyed it. I was actually going to ask if I could investigate with you again. I want to learn more about paranormal work.”

“Seriously? You were?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“I didn’t