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An Excerpt From: MEDUSA’S FOLLY
Copyright © ALISON PAIGE, 2008
A Harlequin Spice Briefs Publication
Harlequin Enterprises Limited *All rights reserved.
Love at first sight. It was the only way Medusa could ever know the elusive emotion. She never had. She never wanted to.
“Unhand me you beast,” she said, her tone acidy.
“It’s not my hand that holds you, m’lady.”
Medusa tried hard not to squirm with the feel of his penis quickly swelling inside her, filling her up to bursting. The wicked impertinence. He’d take her again. She’d see that he paid dearly for his brazenness—never mind how glorious it felt.
Did he not know who she was? What deadly, stone-cold power she wielded? She’d turn him to—
“Why aren’t you stone?”
“Give me a minute, goddess, it’s getting there.”
Oh, that wicked Joker’s grin on his beastly face incensed her last nerve. “Not your penis, you dolt. All of you. Why have you not turned to stone?”
He shrugged, an easy roll of his massive shoulders that made his black wings bob behind him. “Perhaps I’m already stone and it’s only the sweet nectar of your pussy that keeps me flesh. I was made of flesh once. Long ago.”
“Clearly you’ve mistaken me for someone who cares,” she said, noting the stone gray color of his skin. “If it’s my pussy that keeps you flesh than the lack of it should return you to form.”
She raised a leg, the shift of muscles over his cock sending a warm tremble through her sex, and wedged her foot against his hard belly. With her hands on his chest and her foot on his stomach she pushed, using all her goddess strength to unsheathe his sex from hers.
The gargoyle stumbled back, his stiff erection wagging from his body, wet and shiny with her pussy’s cream. Medusa fell the few feet to the floor from where he’d held her, landing with the grace of a goddess. She straightened, resisting the urge to snag her tunic from where she’d dropped it when his lust filled gaze raked over her.
Let him look. Precious few before him ever enjoyed the privilege. They were solid stone before they could even take in the full beauty of her face. Again she wondered, why wasn’t he?
“Who are you gargoyle? Who made you? Who placed you on this castle?”
“To begin with, I am not a gargoyle,” he said and his voice resonated through her body. It was truly the voice of a beast. The sound was too deep, too filled with power. It was as though his words echoed from within the massive frame of the monster, just as it echoed through her head, through her body, vibrating all the sensitive parts of her feminine flesh.
“Then are you a god or a devil?” she said.
He propped his hands on his hips, the roll of muscle across his chest distracting her gaze. “Tell me your name before I take that sweet body of yours again. It’s been a long while and I’ve not had my fill by half.”
“What are you?”
“What’s your name?” He insisted.
“How did you come to be frozen in stone on the side of this castle?” she said.
“Your name?” He snorted. “Glare at me all you want with those ghostly eyes. I’ll not turn back to stone. I’m flesh now and you see how this flesh strains for yours.” He glanced at his erection and back to her so she couldn’t help following his gaze.
Her mouth watered, her body warming at the sight. “Medusa.”
“Medusa,” he said as though the word had form and substance he could feel and taste on the tip of his pointed tongue. “Daughter of Athena, are you?”
She blinked. What did he know of the goddess who’d gifted her? “How dare you speak her name, beast? To hell with you.”
“To hell indeed.” He laughed and the sound rolled through the air like thunderclouds, steeling her breath as it engulfed her body.
The laughter stopped like a thing unplugged and his face turned hard and cold “Trust me, little one. I’ve damn well earned the right to speak her name. I spit it from my lips as I would a bitter poison. And yours right along with it if your loyalty lies with her.”
It did, but she hesitated to admit it.
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