Liquid Dreams

By Cathryn Fox

Ranek, protector of the underwater Bandara kingdom, has spent endless decades searching for his lost soulmate. He finally finds Katrina, a woman torn from his life centuries ago only to be reborn on land, half-human, half-Bandara. With time running out, Ranek enters her dreams and makes wild, erotic love to her, penetrating her subconscious with the life and love they once shared in their kingdom beneath the sea. He must bring Katrina's mind around slowly, taking care not to irreparably damage the human part of her. For if he does she will die, and as her lifelong soulmate, he will die along with her. Katrina must decide if the man of her dreams is just that. Is he simply a dream? Or is he the man of her past, her present and possibly her future…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cathryn Fox
• Release date: May 21, 2014
• ISBN: 9780991803255

Cathryn Fox

A New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Cathryn Fox has two teenagers who keep her busy and a husband who is convinced he can turn her into a mixed martial arts fan. Cathryn can never find balance in her life and is always trying to keep up with emails, Facebook, Pinterest and Twitter. She spends her days writing page-turning books filled with heat and heart, and loves to hear from her readers.

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LIQUID DREAMS

Cathryn Fox

Copyright 2014 by Cathryn Fox

Published by Cathryn Fox

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Originally published with Ellora’s Cave 2005

First edition May 2014.

ISBN-13: 978-0-9918032-5-5

Chapter One

Like a wild untamed panther, he emerged from the ocean and stalked toward her. Every movement sensual, feral, dangerous. She trembled at the dark ferociousness of his potent gaze. Water droplets beaded on the sleek, hard planes of his muscular chest. Her eyes tracked one liquid bead, following it as it dripped down his glistening copper skin until it pooled on the tip of his engorged cock.

She moistened her lips and tried to keep her breathing steady, tried to ignore the elevated thud of her pulse. Her fingers ached to touch him. Her mouth watered for a taste. She needed him with an intensity so raw and powerful it left her shaking.

Words were not necessary. His eyes caressed her with sultry heat and she knew what he wanted. She stripped her clothes off, agonizingly slow, the way he’d taught her.

A muscle in his jaw flexed. Yes, my love. It pleases me when you follow the rules. A primal growl rumbled beneath his soft voice.

The deep timbre of his tone stroked her in other places. A languorous warmth spread over her skin and she became acutely aware of the moisture gathering between her legs. His gaze roamed over her, stopping to inspect the rise and fall of her milky cleavage. Her breathing grew shallow and she had to fight to keep her knees from buckling. Every nerve ending was alive, on fire. Drunk with desire, she ached to touch herself, to quell the hot, roiling restlessness burning between her thighs.

After he thoroughly studied her taut, pink nipples, his eyes locked on hers again, indicating his readiness. She backed up until the cool ocean waves lapped at her ankles. Instead of doing what was expected of her, she spread her legs in silent invitation and slipped a finger into her warm, slick crevice.

His face went rigid while the heat in his smoldering eyes scorched her. Lie down, he growled. A fine tingle of anticipation worked its way through her body. That small act of disobedience wouldn’t go unpunished.

The darkening of his coal-black eyes told her it was time to obey. His virility frightened her and excited her all at once. She lowered her naked body onto the sandy floor and dutifully squeezed her legs together. Blood pounded through her veins as she craved the delicious feel of skin against skin.

Why do you test me so? His voice thinned to a mere whisper as he covered her nakedness with his own, branding her with his heat. Her body molded against his. A perfect fit, as though she were made for him.

Kiss me, she murmured hoarsely against his throat.

His head descended, his lips, warm and silky, hovered only inches from hers. Desire seared her insides and she whimpered, pleading for him to take her. Tilting her head, she parted her lips, urging him on. But, his kisses didn’t come. This was her punishment.

He surfed his lips over the long column of her neck before burying his face into the deep hollow of her throat. The pleasure was excruciatingly exquisite. A jolt of passion ripped through her when she felt the wet tip of his arousal pressing against her legs.

He breathed a kiss over her cheeks and her eyelids before finally moving in for a taste of her mouth. Moaning, she arched into him and undulated her hips, hoping to ease the restless ache in her loins.

Her entire being responded to his closeness, his male heat and his evocative scent. He spread her knees with his long legs. Yes, she cried out, as the tip of his cock grazed her pussy.

Raining kisses over her skin, he stopped to pull one hard nipple between his lips. Her pink areola swelled painfully in his ravishing mouth. He tracked lower, gracing every speck of naked flesh with his tongue and lips until he reached the damp core centered at the apex of her thighs.

With his shoulders prying her legs open, she thrust her pelvis forward. A wave of lust spread like wildfire through her body, making her lose all coherent thought. Please…fu-fuck me, she pleaded, aching to feel his hard, erect shaft inside her.

A rakish smile touched his mouth. His eyes held her captive. All in good time, my love.

Using his thumbs, he parted her dewy folds. Pleasure rumbled in his throat. His eyes softened. Katrina, my sweet, do you know what it does to me to see you so wet and ready? His voice was a tender, intimate whisper.

A thrill rippled through her and tugged on her heart. It always surprised her how much she loved pleasing him. She pitched her voice low. "This is what you do to me." She ran her palm over his smooth cheek.

When their eyes locked, something comforting and familiar passed between them. Emotions as strong as the man himself filled the hollow that always resided in her heart and she nearly wept from the sheer power of them.

She felt as though she’d known him for a lifetime. But that wasn’t possible. He’d only been coming to her for the last three weeks.

The thought vanished when she felt the velvety stroke of his tongue brush her inner thighs. His warm breath whispered across her pussy. He began a lazy journey higher and higher until he reached his goal. When his hot satiny tongue caressed her clit, her head thrashed from side-to-side and her mouth went dry. He pushed one long finger deep inside her, priming her body for his huge cock. Sometimes she feared his thickness would split her in half.

His tongue joined his finger and pushed further inside her tight, hot sheath. Her muscles immediately contracted as a wave began building deep inside her channel. Experienced fingers artfully manipulated her delicate clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to bring her to the brink. But he wouldn’t let her tumble over, not until his mouth had its fill.

She fisted his hair and pushed his face into her slick junction. Faster! she cried out shamelessly. She was close, so close. One hard stroke of his tongue, and one more flick of his finger would surely send her over the edge.

He obliged. She exhaled a whimper of relief, knowing her wait was over. His tongue sifted through her silky strands until he laved her clit while his fingers picked up the tempo. Soft mewling sounds rolled from her mouth and echoed through the silent air as he delved into her. Her skin grew tight.

Yes, that’s it, she cried out as an orgasm racked her body. Her muscles contracted with enough force that she almost blacked out. Her liquid heat drenched his mouth.

He pulled back, sitting on his heels, and touched his tongue to his bottom lip. His wet mouth glistened in the glow of the rising sun. You taste like sin. His nostrils flared. Tell me there is no one else.

There is no one else. Her voice was a hesitant whisper. Only you. It wasn’t entirely a lie. She hadn’t physically been with anyone else, not even her fiancé, James. I wait for you to come to me at night.

James was her lamb, and this man, whoever he was, was her lion.

She pulled him to her, pressed her lips to his and drank from his mouth. She tasted her sweetness and inhaled her heady scent. Mmmmm… she moaned.

He positioned his cock between her drenched legs and breathed her name into her mouth. Somehow, he knew her by name even though she’d never spoken it. Katrina, you are mine, he said intimately, possessively, pushing into her.

She nodded her agreement. Say it, he demanded.

I’m yours. She wanted to cry out his name but he’d yet to tell her who he was.

His burning mouth closed over hers. He pumped into her harder and faster, his fingers biting into her hips, pinning her to the sandy ground below. Wrapping her legs around him, she gripped his back. Her fingers clawed a path down the center of his

spine. Once again the earth began moving beneath her. Her muscles tensed and tightened in anticipation. Hot pleasure shot through her with the rippling approach of an