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TO TOUCH A WOMAN by Alice Gaines
Copyright © Alice Gaines, 2009
All Rights Reserved, RED SAGE PUBLISHING, INC.
About "Three Kinds of Wicked"
Trey, a time-striding demigod, spends his life skipping through the human timeline and reuniting couples torn apart by evil forces. Sworn to chastity, sworn to protect those he serves, Trey's own desires must never be expressed.
But on a mission to the Summer of Love, Trey meets Sage, a free spirit with a broken heart, and Russ, a scarred POW with a broken mind. His mission is to reunite Sage and Russ. But passion claims them, and their love triggers a destruction and chaos unmatched by any evil. By rights, Trey should be executed for breaking his vows.
Instead, he is sentenced to a new kind of servitude. With his chastity no longer an issue, he must find broken human couples and heal them sexually. Only after healing these broken bonds of love will Trey heal the broken human timeline. Only after reuniting these predestined pairs through his physical love will Trey be reunited with Sage.
Watch each month for a new "Three Kinds of Wicked" release, starting in July 2009, from Red Sage Publishing. The first story in the series, "Wicked Temptation," unleashes the dangerous passion between Trey, Sage, and Russ. Each following stand-alone story explores Trey's efforts to physically reunite another couple in the preordained human timeline. The series ends with "Wicked Redemption," the companion to "Wicked Temptation," which brings Trey, Russ, and Sage together again.
TO TOUCH A WOMAN EXCERPT
Neither of them knew how to please the other, and the lack was driving them apart. She couldn’t lose his love and live with herself. She pushed away from Edward and rubbed her eyes. “I don’t understand. What could he do to help?”
Edward clenched his jaw shut and stared at the floor. After a moment, he lifted his gaze to the man across the room.
Mr. Treveylan walked to the bed and put a hand on Edward’s shoulder. Her husband stood, and the man—no more than a stranger—took his place.
She scooted back against the headboard, clutching the covers.
“Mrs. Sinclair,” he began. “Margaret. Your husband didn’t make the decision lightly.”
“You see, the marital act comes naturally to lesser animals, but it’s something men and women have to learn.”
What a ridiculous situation. She could have laughed if the whole thing wasn’t so embarrassing. Here she sat with a stranger sitting on her bed and her husband looking on. Edward had come to some sort of decision, and now the man she’d only just met was delivering a lecture on marital intercourse.
“Neither of you has had any experience,” Mr. Treveylan went on. “That’s why you’re having a difficult time.”
“And so my husband has come to a decision, but you won’t tell me what it is.” She glanced from him to Edward and back. “The two of you are making my head spin.”
Mr. Treveylan reached to her temples again, much as he had in the carriage. And again, she lost herself in his dark gaze. How could she not? He had a mysterious power that drained her of all tension. Odd that such a handsome man could also be soothing. A balm to absorb pain and worry by the mere power of his presence.
As in the carriage, she allowed him to touch her, and the same heat passed from his hands to her skin. She sighed as it rolled through her, softening her shoulders and warming her heart.
This time he brought his mouth to her forehead and gave her the most innocent of kisses. It created a feeling of safety, but something lay underneath. Something laced with pleasure and danger.
He pulled back and stared into her eyes. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” The word came out without thought, and yet, she wouldn’t have taken it back if she could. The danger he offered might singe her, but he’d put out the fire.
“Your husband—Edward—wants me to show you how to enjoy your own body.”
“He wants me to make love to you.”
All the air went out of her. Edward wanted her to do that with him? She looked at her husband. “Is this true?”
“I don’t want it,” Edward answered. “But if it can help….”
“I don’t believe it.” She turned back to Mr. Treveylan. “And you agreed?”
“Only if you want me to.”
Well, at least she had some say in the matter. In fact, it appeared all three of them had to consent or nothing would happen. Could she do this? Did she want to?
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