The Shadow Zone 2: Winning Madeline Read Free

with their cocks. How would she react to feeling a man’s tongue lashing her clit like a rare delicacy? How exquisite would her passion be when he kept her on the edge of orgasm while he satisfied his need to trace her opening with his tongue, to sink his fingers into her delicate warmth and ready her for his claiming?
    “Maddox,” she’d whisper.
    The need to have her say his name overwhelmed him at times. He’d imagined it so often.
    He’d make her wait, make her come, before claiming her completely. When he sank his cock into her tight little body, she’d beg for him and wrap her limbs around him like a vine. She was so slight for a human, maybe half his size, and he’d remind himself to be gentle as he pushed inside her. He’d have to control his movements because of what he was. Because of what she was. So fragile…
    His cock jerked at the thought of that challenge, and he groaned at the power of his desire for her. She’d fit around him so tightly, all wet heat that would drive him insane as he made her his. Her small breasts would be brands of fire against his skin. Her lips would blaze a path over his neck and shoulders and she’d move her hips to keep up with him.
    He could make it last for a long time, make her come until she was exhausted. And he would. It would be hard with her pussy walls stretched so tightly around him and her liquid fire burning him, urging him on. He’d revel in all of it. He’d enjoy the feeling of her thighs clenched tightly about his hips and the scrape of her nails down his impossibly hard skin as she cried out over and over again at the pleasurable invasion of his cock.
    His own orgasm would be so shattering it could well finish him.
    Maddox smiled in the dark, watching her sleep. He could think of worse ways to end a long, lonely existence. Death in her arms would be bliss. The joy of holding her afterward, of having her gaze up at him with those beautiful violet eyes would be all he could ever want. She’d be his to protect, to touch and cherish whenever he wished.
    Reality returned him to the shadows and the cold. He brushed his fingers against the soft skin of her cheek, not caring suddenly if it awoke her. Yet it didn’t. She even smiled softly in her sleep. Soon , he promised himself. I’ll find a way to make you mine .
    It was the hardest thing to do, to leave her to go to the Elders as expected. Somehow he managed, knowing he’d be back very soon…

 
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
    Madeline stretched as she awoke, wishing she never had to leave the dark world of her dreams. In her nighttime world, she could go where she wanted, beautiful secret places where she was free in ways she’d never known in reality. She wasn’t trapped there by any circumstance or condition. There were no obligations, no fears. Only limitless opportunity to explore and experience…
    If only she could stay in her dreams where she never gave a thought to being hungry or cold… She didn’t have to worry about a thing there and that freedom from all anxiety was her utopia, her impossible paradise.
    It all slipped away so fast, spilling from her mind like the flow of sand through a sieve. She was awake now and reality lit up her small window with harsh light. Dawn challenged her with a new day to survive… if she could.
    She’d carried two buckets of water up from the lake the night before and she quickly bathed herself with the water from one. The other she’d boil after she dressed for drinking and maybe make a simple stew if she could afford some meat to go with the vegetables she grew in her garden.
    After she pulled on one of her two simple dresses, she went out to the garden, carrying the water she hadn’t used from her bath to water it. While the meager vegetables it provided didn’t grow extraordinarily well, they helped keep her from starving. The small makeshift community was centered around the lake and everyone tried to grow some things to eat.
    If only life were that