Edge, Episode Two: Season One (Edge, A Serial Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

erupt, would dare to, only to settle once more.
    “Kenson,” she breathed when she couldn’t focus her thoughts anymore . She felt a high began to consume her. All at once, the very cliff her body had been edging upward met its climax, and she cascaded over it. His lips broke away from her chest as he felt her began to quiver.
    “Look at me,” he breathed.
    And she did. She stared at him as she felt her body become utterly unraveled.
    “Beautiful ,” his husky voice said into the darkness.
    Reveca’s body felt like it had just performed every spell in the book, as if her energy had been pushed to its limits, but at the same she felt like she had been empowered , revitalized.
    Her hands moved down his shoulders, down his chest, over every ridged muscle there, finally slipping beneath the only garment between them. He groaned as her hand ran the length of him.
    “I want to make you hum,” she whispered as his eyes became hooded with every stroke of her hand.
    “Love, I never stop in your presence.”
    She claimed his lips then, rocked her body against his, moaned when she felt those deft fingers began to usher her toward another cliff of ecstasy.
    Kenson felt his legs began to grow w eary. The barrier of water was more than he could bear to stand any longer. He wanted to lay her across the bank. That one sliver of good in him hoped that transition would give her a second to think, a second to ask them to wait, and he would wait. He would fight this battle, and he would come home, demand her hand. He would demand they were joined that night, and if they were denied that, he’d ask her to leave with him, beg her to if need be. Hell, he’d downright insist that she did so.
    Just as he rose them out of the water, her legs still wrapped around him, he heard a gasp from someone else.
    On the bank were her parents, apparently out for a nightly stroll.
    It was chaos after that point. Reveca unraveled her body from Kenson but she didn’t hide herself, she stood proudly by his side. That stubbornness didn’t last long as her mother ripped her away. Marched her to her room.
    Reveca fought like hell to get back to Kenson, to defend him, told everyone in shouting distance that he took nothing she did not give him, that she loved him. When she started to pack her bags, her mother and her chambermaids tied Reveca to a chair. Told her that distracting a man before a battle was a bad omen and she had done just that.
    Reveca thrashed, spoke every spell she could think of to undo her binds. Her mother spoke just as many, keeping Reveca bound.
    From her room, she heard the army march out . She could feel Kenson, his dominant energy leading them all.
    She felt sick , she felt doom. She didn’t want him to fight this battle. She agreed with him, those that were moving past the edge of their land would keep moving. Her coven was creating an unnecessary war, leading others to believe there was something on that land worth protecting.
    That feeling never left, not once, but she did grow calm . She had to if she wanted to sense Kenson.
    She told her mother that she loved him ; it seemed more believable coming from her in a calm tone.
    “I know this, child. Your father sought his army for a purpose.”
    Reveca looked at her mother in shock.
    “He had a dream. That dream showed your mate.”
    “T hen why did you rip me from him?”
    “He had a battle to fight. You are not his yet, daughter.”
    “You accept him. You vow that. When he comes back—you will not stand in our way. You’ll tell father that?”
    Her mother stood , loosened the ties around her daughter’s arms. “If your father’s dream is true, when he returns we will not be the ones that stand in your way.” She looked down at her daughter. “You will be, child.”
    Reveca didn’t understand that, and didn’t want to. All she could think was that before this night was done she’d be coupled.
    She tried to tell herself that was the reason for the anxious feeling