Free William by Sam Crescent Page B

again. “I wish we were doing this in the real world.”
    “I do, too, sweet cheeks.”
    He showed her the pleasure he could offer her. Touching and teasing her; giving, but not taking anything. This pleasure was for her and no one else.
    “It feels so good…” She cried out as he touched her again, touched everything but her pussy. He was saving that precious jewel for last.
    When she was thrashing against him, seeking something she didn’t have a clue existed, he gave in and swept his finger through her burning heat.
    She screamed, her body opening for more of his touch.
    “Oh…my…God,” she cried out as he pressed her clit, enjoying the swollen nub. She was so close—with a few more strokes she was climaxing in his arms, holding on to William as the waves of ecstasy overcame her.
    Just this once he was going to break his promise. No matter how many times he loved her body in this world, it wouldn’t take any physical hold in the next. William needed to have her fully, at least once. He’d heard the sexual connection could awaken the senses and help to locate one’s mate. Time was running out and Katie didn’t have long. Even now, in his arms as she climaxed, her soul and energy were weakening.
    He laid her down on the grass, hating himself for not waiting. Her eyes were closed and he used the time to release his cock. When he was around her it didn’t take long for him to get hard. He pressed his cock against her centre, not pushing inside. Simply feeling the wetness over her pussy.
    “What are you doing?” she said with a gasp.
    “Loving you,” he growled, before plunging his thick length inside her cunt. William pushed past the small barrier and knew she’d be whole again for him to take in the real world. Tiny sparks erupted between them and he knew this was binding them together. His soul awakened and her essence eased into him. William could sense her.
    He kissed her and pulled all the way out before driving back inside her wet heat. The sensation was numbed in his dream world but would be like fire when he got her for real. This was a taste of what was to come—and his last hope for finding her. He rammed inside her body, the pleasure intense and unexpected. For years he’d gone without the proper love of a woman, forever dealing with whores. Katie was his and in his body he felt her thoughts and feelings. He smiled. Katie loved and hated him. They’d make one interesting couple.
    “More, please. It feels so good,” she panted. William gave her everything he had to offer, never letting up on the pressure, each thrust harder than the last. William gripped her hips and fucked her hard and fast. The need to come was strong and he couldn’t hold back. He flung his head back and pressed his pelvis against her. His cock jerked and his cum shot deep inside her.
    Afterwards, he held her, soothed her and loved her.
    They were together. He’d pleasured her.
    It wasn’t enough.
    The only way to calm his bruised soul, to save his life, was Katie. She completed him.
    He needed to find her, and finally being connected to her, William knew where she was.

Chapter Eight
     
     
     
    “Are you sure you’re alright?” Adam asked Poppy as she lay, bandaged, pale but alive, on his bed.
    “Perfectly fine,” she croaked in reply.
    He sat down on the bed beside her, the movement causing her to jerk, tensing as she winced. “Shit, I’m sorry.” Poppy smiled. “I’m healing already, no problem at all. You’ll be surprised to hear that what a dead person can do is far worse than the damage that werewolf did.” 
    “So you handle this crap on a regular basis?” he asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
    “I don’t know if you would call my stuff crap, but I’m a necromancer. It’s what I do.”
    “So how does that work?”
    “How does what work?”
    “Being a necromancer? Do dead people just rise?”
    “No, I have… Do you really want to know?”
    “I wouldn’t be asking if I