A Second Past Midnight (The Sentinels) Read Free

across his back too. The largest one was near the base of his skull. It spread a good five inches across and she knew it had to have been from shrapnel.
    Dropping her gaze lower, she stopped at the sight of a tattoo. Written across his right shoulder blade were the words, “Live to Die.” How apropos she thought. Becoming a Sentinel meant that they might all just die a bit earlier than everyone else. Suddenly though, she wasn’t sure about dying. Sana felt the urge to have something to live for. Or someone. Someone like Arrigo.
    She barely knew his name, but there was a lready connection between them.
    Snapping out of the unfathomable contemplations as Arrigo turned toward her she met his bright green eyes. She loved the sight of them gazing over her body, even though she worried that she might not be everything that he wanted.
    “You don’t need to worry Sana. I think you’re perfect , but—” Arrigo reached behind her and flipped the light switch off so that the only light in the room filtered in from the main room. A soft glow filled the small stall and let Sana continue to see enough of Arrigo’s face that she could tell his expressions.
    Pulling her under the hot water with him, Arrigo reached back to release her long brown hair from the elastic band that held it.
    “Sometimes, there are advantages to being in the dark,” Arrigo skimmed his hand down her back. “You get to let your hands be your eyes.”
    The last ten minutes of her life had been the best that she could ever remember and they hadn’t even had sex yet. He had not only showed interest in her, but taken the time to care about her thoughts and that alone was worth more than anything in the world to her.
    Arrigo grabbed the soap and began to lather the loofah.
    “Is it all right if I wash you?” he asked.
    “Yes.” Sana wanted to say hell yes, but she could only muster up the one syllable as her voice stuck in her throat.
    His hands mov ed over her, the scent of his soap filled her nostrils, and she breathed it in deeply. The memory of this would be forever etched in her mind, as she had never bathed with a man.
    Once Arrigo had taken care to wash her entire body, she took the loofah from him and began to return the gesture. Gently, she slid the soapy loofah over his chest and arms. She savored the few moments that it took, but when she moved it lower, Arrigo grasped her wrist.
    “Would you mind using your hand for the rest?”
    Sana smiled at his request even though she knew he couldn’t see it. She gladly, soaped her hands and placed them on his stomach. Arrigo sighed as she moved them lower, she massaged the soap in until she found his cock. Once there, she grasped him in one hand and stroked him. Arrigo sucked in a sharp breath that she felt happy to have inflicted on him. She could only assume she was doing it right.
    As she continued to slowly explore his body with her hands, she dipped one hand down and cupped his sac. Arrigo let out another profound breath and abruptly, with a firm grip, he grasped her wrist and stopped her.
    “You have to stop or there’ll be no enjoyment for you.” Arrigo dipped his head to kiss her as they stood under the stinging streams of water. Sana reached up to place her hands on his bare chest and almost melted. Her fingers found the hairs that lightly spattered his massive pectorals and she loved how they tickled her palm. Arrigo wrapped his arms around her until she was pressed so tightly against him that his erection stabbed her in the stomach. She reveled in the moment and felt the long forgotten fire again between her legs.
    This had been the longest any man had ever spent with her before sex and she loved the attention, but she needed him inside her.
    “Please fuck me,” she whispered. Arrigo abruptly stopped by jerking his head back. He must have heard the pleading voice that she had tried to mask, but she wanted him so bad it hurt.
    Arrigo leaned his head down so that it rested against