Free Fated by Angela Skaggs Page A

her back against the soft cloth, his hands ghosting over her as he captured her lips in a searing kiss.
    Her body arched into his, her awareness heightened to a fever pitch. The slightly rough rasp of his legs against hers, the brush of his chest against her already tightly aroused nipples, the heat of his mouth as he trailed kisses down her throat.
    Her hands wove into his hair, tugging on it when his lips closed over her nipple, laving it with his tongue. His hand drifted down her body, delving into the wet curls to stroke against her clit as he bit down gently.
    "Patrick!" Sabrina shrieked, pleasure racing through her.
    She shifted restlessly against him, his heavy body pinning her down as he moved lower, pressing kisses to her stomach, the insides of her thighs.
    "Oh, Goddess," she sobbed when his mouth closed over her, his tongue flicking against the erect nub as one thick finger slid into her wet heat, stretching her.
    So much like her vision, yet different. But everything she'd imagined it could be, and more. The love she'd had for him in the past filled her, overlaid by the soul deep knowledge that everything happened exactly as it should. He was hers and she was his, anything else was untenable. They belonged to each other, body and soul, two halves of a whole reunited once more. Deeper than love, undefinable by mere words.
    Her hips rocked upwards in time with the liquid stroke of his tongue, tension building within her. Fingers of fire danced along her veins as he teased her, finger rasping against her g-spot with every thrust. Her body tightened, her nails digging into the firm muscles of his back as the flame consumed her, finally exploding in a shower of bliss that raced through her body, leaving her trembling and quivering beneath him.
    He rose, guiding his cock to her entrance and her eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his. Bending down, he kissed her as he thrust deep, stilling as their hips met.
    Tears pricked her eyes as her body welcomed him. Every bit as good as she remembered from when they'd been together in this time and again. The memories were lush and sensual, but this was so much more. He filled her, so full, her slick sheath stretched around him. Lifting her arms, she curled them around his neck, kissing him back fiercely and he began to move, long, slow, heavy strokes that had her writhing again.
    His mouth closed over her leaping pulse, sucking on it hard as he moved faster, body pumping against hers when she arched to meet him. His arms trembled as he rose above her, hips flashing hard against her own. Her head dropped back and his name tumbled from her lips as the bliss washed over her once more.
    He buried his face in her neck, groaning her name as he came. Sabrina's arms were wrapped tightly around his back, pulling him closer, and they each fought for breath.
     
    Outside of the enclosure, hidden in the dark depths of the barrow, the goddess and her companion watched the lovers consummate the ritual.
    The dark haired goddess smiled in satisfaction. "Finally," she said, shaking her head. "I've never seen a woman so stubborn."
    "My love, it has been this way since the dawning of time, she shares your traits, after all."
    She narrowed her gaze, which only made him laugh. Swatting at his arm, her lips twisted into a soft pout. "Choosing them jeopardized your future."
    "And yet, they followed through. I have been reborn through their love." He came over to her, pulling her into his arms. "Are you happy, love?"
    She turned to face him, nodding. "Now that they've completed the ritual and secured your return, yes. Out of all of the ones chosen, they were always one of my favorites."
    "Mine too, she reminds me of you," Cernunnos said, nuzzling her cheek.
    "Your time grows short, my love," she whispered, her hand caressing his cheek.
    He nodded, pulling away from her regretfully. "Until we meet again, Mavourneen ," he said, his form already shimmering, "at the fruitful harvest."
    With one last