Free Divided Souls (Captured Miracle #3) by Alannah Carbonneau Page A

as they tended to live on the ships.” He gave a small chuckle. “I suppose they were kinda like modern day pirates. They loved the water, but when they began to ache for land, this was where they came.”
    “It’s a beautiful place.” I offered when his silence indicated he was waiting for a reply. “They chose a beautiful place to grow their roots, Calix.”
    “Yeah.” His voice was low. “I barely remember much from my childhood, but I do remember this house. I could never bring myself to sell it, but I’ve never been able to stay here either.”
    “What did you do with it?”
    “I’ve always rented it out.” He sighed. “I’ve had a few permanent residents, and I’ve had others who rent it for vacation purposes. It was pure happenstance that this house was available when I was in need of a place to stay - so I came here.” He tightened his arms around me. “I do a light renovation every five years to keep it up to date.”
    “Will my father find us here?” I asked breathlessly. “If you own the property, won’t he look here?”
    “He might.” Calix admitted. “We’d just have to be ready for him, I suppose. But I don’t think he’s going to come in this direction any time soon. In all the years I’ve owned this house, I’ve never come here. Currently, it’s being rented by a Mr. and Mrs. Butler.”
    “Butler?” I laughed.
    Calix crooked his head to press his lips to my temple. He spoke huskily through teasing tones. “Do you have a problem with the name, love?”
    “As a matter of fact, I do.”
    “Really?”
    “Umhmm.” I nodded. “I happen to like McKnight.”
    His breath caught and I felt a flutter in my belly. “I love you, Nova McKnight.”
    “I love you too, Calix McKnight.” I smiled as I tilted my head back, opening myself to his kiss.
    When his lips touched mine every fear, disillusion, and uncertainty fell away until there was nothing left in my world but Calix and myself. We were just two souls, who couldn’t possibly survive without each other.
    His mouth on mine was slow and warm, but I sensed a rushing to his breathing that sent my heart to racing in my chest. His hands on my belly, moving slowly south, were enough to spark a new desire in my core for him. And behind me, against the small of my back, I felt his desire for me grow. Deepening the kiss, I twisted in the bath in his lap, to face him. Sitting on my knees between his legs, I kissed him hard. The kiss was nearing on violent, but I didn’t care about the bruised flesh of my lips. The only thing I cared about was the fire building inside me - and I knew without a doubt that Calix was the only one who could quench its burning.
    “Love.” He moaned into my mouth. His hands moved to my thighs as I spread my legs around his waist, crawling into his lap. Lowering myself over him, I felt his swollen tip against my sensitive sweet spot, and my breath caught sharply in my throat. “Slow, Nova.” Calix warned.
    “I just want you.” I protested, moving down over him.
    Catching my hips tightly in his strong hands, he commanded. “Take it slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”
    “You won’t.” I whispered, nipping his bottom lip gently. “Please, I just need to feel you.”
    The desperation infiltrating my system was overbearing and consuming to a point of painful, but Calix was having none of it. Taking my hips in his hands, he slowly guided me to his swollen cock, rubbing me against his length, working my painful need for him to an all-time, excruciatingly delicious high. I was a moaning mess by the time I felt his tip press into my entrance and I couldn’t help but marvel at the hunger my body entertained for Calix. I had a feeling that I could have this man a thousand times, and it wouldn’t be enough. I craved him with a deepness that existed in the very marrow of my bones.
    As he penetrated me, stretching me with the decadent fullness of his cock, I let my head fall back on a sigh of relief filled