Free Were-Devils' Revenge [Were-Devils of Tasmania 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Simone Sinna

muscles contracted again, and once more they both responded simultaneously.
    Mac gripped her hips and thrust with more force. Gabriella sank her head between her arms and concentrated on the feelings and sensations. Their rhythm picked up pace, and they both cried out as their rising excitement hit a crescendo and first Gabriella and then Mac let themselves go. Time, for a moment, seemed to stand still as they joined as one in a climax that left them shuddering.
     
    * * * *
     
    Launceston, Tasmania, 1940
     
    Angel was the last person to leave. Not that many people had come. Most men under forty were either in the Pacific or Europe fighting a war that meant nothing to her. Her father had forbidden her mother to attend. It was only a few friends and her husband who thankfully had been turned down as medically unfit because of a heart murmur. Anthony had offered to stay back with her, but Angel had told him no. She wanted to share these last moments alone with her sister.
    The cemetery was on a hill, and from where Angel stood she could see the ocean dark and forbidding through the pine trees. A mist hung over the horizon past which in a place far away Edmund’s body had fallen. Angel wondered if his last thoughts had been of Larissa, who despite her lover’s betrayal had never lost faith in him. Though he had never explained it to her, never seen her again after that last time they had made love, never told her why he had used the marriage license to marry someone called Kaitlin rather than her, Larissa had known he had done it for a noble reason and never regretted her own choice.
    “He said he would come back to me as long as I was here for him,” she had said. Angel had wanted to hit her sister for being so gullible and vulnerable, had felt the same rage that Charles and Adam had when they had found out what had happened. But it was the vulnerability that also made Larissa so lovable, so Angel had kept silent about Edmund and his kind, and helped Larissa through the pregnancy, and shared her joy when Rose was born. But when they had received word that Edmund had died, Larissa had lost the will to live. “He didn’t think I was waiting,” she had whispered. “I should have written to him. I thought he would know.” Angel watched her fade away before her eyes. The official cause of death was pneumonia, but Angel and Larissa knew otherwise.
    Clutching Rose to her chest, Angel swore on her sister’s grave that her daughter would never be responsible for a single drop of were-devil blood being spilt. Though she knew already that her brothers were starting the trail of destruction that Zelda had foretold.

Chapter Six
     
    Queensland, Present Day
     
    “Lena, you can’t take on the whole were-devil population by yourself,” said Gabriella in exasperation. She had thought Lena losing weight had been deliberate, but now she wasn’t sure. She was looking gaunt, and the anger Adam seemed to have induced in her was not helping. They were sitting in a café in Airlie Beach, but the beauty of the sun catching the waves on the beach in the front of them seemed a long way from Lena’s thoughts.
    “I don’t intend to,” Lena replied. Her green eyes flashed, but she turned away from Gabriella. She was blocking her thoughts. Gabriella wondered why. “Just the ones up here that are trying to kill us.”
    “You don’t know that,” said Gabriella. “Our grandmother made it very clear Adam has been paranoid since the war.”
    “Since his sister died you mean.”
    “That was a long time ago, and no one killed her.”
    “She died of a broken heart,” Lena replied. She looked sad. Gabriella shook her head. Neither of them had met this great-aunt that had somehow taken over Lena’s imagination. She was sure it had something to do with the breakup she had with Zachary, but Lena got very prickly whenever she approached this subject. They were still friends, but since her return from Tasmania something was definitely wrong.