Restraint (The Revelation Series Book 2) Read Free Page A

chin and jawline, cherishing the feel of the prickly hairs. Asher’s plump, kissable lips filter air in and out as he dreams. I frown at my daydream. The truth is, my fantasy will never come true. The realization slices my heart, causing it to bleed out as I release a harsh whimper.
    In response , Asher pulls me closer. His breath tickles my hair before he kisses the top of my head again. A tiny smile crosses my lips at the affectionate gesture. Curling into Asher’s side, I vow to relish every moment I can with him. I will be in the now.
    He drops his chin toward me and speaks in a hushed voice. “You sleep okay?”
    I nod. “Actually, I did. No visions, nightmares, astral projecting or realm jumping.” My response is truthful.
    “Good . You needed a peaceful rest,” Asher replies.
    “ You really did make the awful disappear,” I whisper in awe.
    “You can th ank me for my awesomeness later.” He grins cockily.
    I roll my eyes. “ Don’t let this go to your head, gargoyle.”
    I can feel Asher’s face tug into his signature sexy smirk as he tightens his hold on me, enjoying our contact before turning to look at the clock and letting out a frustrated growl.
    “We’ve bee n asleep for a few hours. We’re probably going to land soon. It might be a good idea to get up and grab a quick snack before we reach Heathrow,” he offers, unmoving.
    “ All right,” I agree, not wanting to let him go. I fear the minute I do, all the grief will flood back into me like a tidal wave.
    I begin to sit up but he draws me back to him. I look down at his face, questioning him, leaning on one elbow as the other hand lays on his chest over the protector tattoo. I watch his chest rise as he draws in a sharp breath at my touch. His face darkens with something like want.
    “ Wait,” he rasps through a tight jaw, peering up at me from beneath thick lashes.  
    My eyes scan his with a shared longing and I part my lips as the butterflies in my stomach take flight with anticipation. Asher sits up, moving his seductive lips closer to mine.
    “Eve .” My name softly rolls off his tongue, like a prayer, causing my entire body to flood with need. Gentle hands cup my face as his lips brush across mine in a tease. Once. Twice. On the third touch, they firmly press into mine, devouring me.
    W ith every stroke, I cling tighter to Asher’s shirt for support. Each caress of his lips causes my blood to rush, filling me with a burning desire, making me feel whole. God, I’ve never wanted anyone more than him. It’s like my soul already knows it’s his.
    I let out a soft moan at the kiss. The need to be closer to one another overpowers us as he sits up completely, pulling me onto his lap so I’m straddling his legs. My hands move little by little, under his shirt, feeling his warm skin. He growls at my touch. Asher’s thumbs rub the small slit of skin that shows between my shirt and pants as our kiss becomes even more fervent.
    It’s as if we’ve become one another’s oxygen. He tightens his grip on my hips, pulling me closer to him so our stomachs are touching. My body is about to convulse from the zealous emotions running through me because the bond is heightening the sensations.
    Just as I ’m about to pass out from lack of oxygen during our frenzied kiss, Asher slowly pulls away, resting his forehead on mine as we catch our breaths. “I think…that will...hold me over…for a while,” he pants out with his breath. “You?”
    I shift on his lap and nod once . It’s all I can manage. Truthfully, I’ll never get enough of Asher. I’ll always want more. I swallow hard, pushing down the disappointment that he stopped when he did, and I focus on inhaling.
    He looks at me apologetically as if he’s reading my mind. “If I don’t stop now, I won’t.”
    I tip my chin up, watching as he absentmindedly plays with a strand of my hair before leaning over and placing a small kiss on the tip of my nose.
    “Your eyes are glow ing