Light to Valhalla (54 page)

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Alex need
ed no further encouragement
.
Charley was
t
he answer to
his
happiness, e
verything he could ever want or need in life
.
He marched to the bed, and
Charley squealed in delight as he
tossed her onto the mattress
.

Sprawled across the coverlet she grinned up at him
like a cat with warm cream
and crawled to her knees
.
Kneeling on the
mattress
, she plucked open the knot of her white, flowing wrapper,
allowing the silk to
slip
seductively
from her body
.

Utterly starved, Alex growled in carnal delight, drinking in the luscious sight before him
.
Pale green gauze sheathe
d Charley’s siren frame, and her
full
,
round breasts
rose up, giving him a glimpse of the
succulent
pink
buds hidden behind
the
film curtain
.
“What are you wearing?”

“Your Christmas present.
”
She
tilted her head back, lids at a seductive half-mast, and pegged him with a ‘come hither’ stare
.
“Don’t pretend you don’t like it,” she purred, reaching back to pull the luminous length
of her red hair across one
shoulde
r
.
T
he movement only served to tighten the gossamer across her protruding breasts.

Oh, he more than liked it
.
It was his undoing.

With a guttural
sound he lunged forward onto the bed, gathering her up in his arms,
Alex bore
her to the mattress beneath him
.
Their lips locked in a fierce, passionate kiss of
mating
desire
.
This was where he belonged… want
ed to be
.
“I need you, Charley
.
I love you.
”
He shifted over her, reaching for the hem of her negligee
.

“No.
”
She grasped his hand, stilling his attempts to undress her
.

He groaned
.
“
Do not torment me, Charley.
”
He rolled
to his side.

She rose up above him, pushing him onto his back
, and mounting him, slender legs nestled on either side of his hips
.
She grinned seductively
.
“T
he other part of my gift is that t
onight… I make love to you.
”
Her
expression softened, changed… grew
vulnerable
.
“I
never
want you to
regret choosing me over your
career
, Alex.
”
Her lower lip quivered
and her palms
settled innocently against his chest
.

He took her wrist, sliding her palm until it rested over his
heart
.
“Do you feel this?”

Slowly she nodded
, huge green eyes delving into
his with such
loving uncertainty his heart ached
.

“
It
beats for you
.
Only you
.
You are my guiding light, Charley.
”
He grasped the back of her neck and
leaned
up,
kissing her softly
.
“
My light to Valhalla.”

END

Books
By
Melissa Lynne Blue

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Light to Valhalla

About the Author

Photo by Susan Gest

A Registered Nurse by night, Melissa battles the stresses of life and illness by enjoying uplifting tales of love and romance. A firm believer in true love united with an enduring fascination with history has prompted her pursuit of romance writing. She lives in beautiful Big Sky Country Montana with her husband and children.