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her hair over her shoulder and trying unsuccessfully not to laugh.
Anxious?
Stop teasing a wounded man, sweetheart.
She rolled her eyes, but smiled, and then bent over him again.
Sweeping her hot tongue across him made him lift his hips. Nikki
enveloped him in her mouth, and sucked strongly. She moved, bobbing
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her head up and down, drawing on him. His balls tightened, readying
themselves to explode.
It didn t take long. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his lip bled where a
sharp canine bit through it and she could tell his heart pounded. Her
hair tickled his abdomen and thighs with every sweep.
Baby& He pursed his lips. She met his eyes with her defiance-filled
ones. Stop. Stop, or I m going& I m gonna&
She added her hand to the base of his cock and his eyes rolled back.
Nikki-Raine. With a guttural cry he came. Hot spurts of semen shot
into the back of her throat and still she squeezed and sucked, milking
him for all he was worth. His belly contracted and seized with each
discharge.
Eli collapsed, his chest heaving. Her tongue laved his insatiable cock
from root to tip, bathing it with a mixture of come and saliva, lapping up
everything. His chest heaved with each effort to draw a breath.
Nikki released his cock with an audible pop and pulled the sheet over
his body. His fingers slackened their death grip and he sank into the
mattress. She rained small kisses on his skin just above the sheet and
tucked it around his chest. Her lips moved up his throat, around his jaw,
over his face, soothing the tenseness away.
I love you, my mate. His drugged announcement barely reached her
ears.
Nikki reared back to look at him. He d already fallen asleep. She
thought about all the time she had now to devote herself to showing him
how much she loved him. She took a deep breath, enjoying the freedom
that came with it. Now she could finally put this last year behind her.
She d never forget her friends or what had happened to them and she
still had a trial to get through for the three men who d attacked her, but
she d do it. With Eli by her side, she d be fine. Nikki had no doubt he
would see to her happiness just as she would do for him.
She flipped the hair off his forehead. I love you too. Always.
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About the Author
Annmarie McKenna lives with her husband and four kids in the
Midwest. Throw in a dog and a cat and she s well over her limit for the
average family. Luckily, writing fantasies has proven to be an excellent
way to de-stress from her daily life of being a cleaning woman, chauffeur,
cook and mom. Okay, cleaning woman not so much. She leaves that to
her hubby. Now if only she could figure out how to de-stress her kids,
she d be all set. To learn more about Annmarie, please visit
www.annmariemckenna.com or her tries-to-keep-up-with-it-but-rarely-
succeeds blog, www.annmariemckenna.blogspot.com. She d love to hear
from you. Send her an email to annmarmck@yahoo.com.
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Look for these titles by Annmarie McKenna
Now Available:
Blackmailed
Seeing Eye Mate
Checkmate
Coming Soon:
Two Sighted
Fantasmagorical
The Strength of Three
Mystified
Look What Santa Brought
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Even with her shaky past, Aislinn can t help but to secretly want Kyle.
When she witnesses his death in a vision, how can she tell him without
giving away her secret or her lust?
Two Sighted
© 2007 Annmarie McKenna
Coming May 15, 2007 to Samhain Publishing
Aislinn Campbell is a clairvoyant, the latest in a long line of first-born
daughters to the previous first-born daughter. All of them have fiery red
hair and a second sight. Hiding from her ex in the presence of a sexy ex-
military millionaire seems the safest way to start over. Until she sees
his death.
Kyle Turner III has been keeping a close eye on Aislinn. There s
nothing he doesn t know about his personal assistant, including her
secret and ugly past. He also wants her in his bed more than his next
breath. When he receives an anonymous warning that something might
happen at his annual Fourth of July bash, he doesn t take it lightly. He
knows exactly who sent the warning and he knows she s being watched
by her bastard of an ex.
After he s injured in an accident, Kyle isn t about to leave Aislinn
unprotected for a second. He coaxes her into more than just tending to
his wounds. Because making Aislinn believe in him and her together far
outweighs anything her ex can dish out.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Two Sighted:
Bright light from the full moon glinted off the stainless steel appliances
in the immaculate kitchen. A scream echoed through the large space,
drowning out the grunts and moans coming from the two men who fought
near the center, arms locked in a combative embrace. The sickening thud
of flesh on flesh was followed by a spurt of blood that showered the island
countertop. The man dressed in black from head to toe took advantage,
flinging them both to the ground with a bone- jarring crunch. He rolled,
kneeling above the other man who was wearing only boxers. With a snick,
the man in black flicked open a switchblade. He swung it in an arc above
his head, catching the moonlight, making the metal glow. The knife
slashed through the air into the bare chest of the man below and another
scream pierced the kitchen s confines.
Yoo-hoo.
Aislinn Campbell sucked in a breath and shook her head, trying to
ward off the last vestiges of the vision that plagued her yet again.
Are you there, hon? Earth to Aislinn. Christina Marshall, the
closest friend Aislinn had the only friend she had waved a hand in
front of her face.
Aislinn flushed with embarrassment. Of all the times for her to have
a vision at work in front of numerous co-workers. Great. She could
probably count the minutes until word got around about her freakiness.
Fighting the urge to cover her ears against the memories of past taunts,
she fisted her hands on the arms of the ergonomic computer chair.
Her gaze traveled from one side of the room to the other, taking
everything in. No one seemed to be looking except for Chris and hopefully
her friend was too busy picking on her fingernail to notice Aislinn s
momentary distress.
So how late did he make you stay last night? Chris asked,
amusement touching her voice.
Aislinn cleared her throat. Chris didn t act like anything weird had
happened. What?
Chris dropped her hand and propped a butt cheek on the corner of
Aislinn s desk. She looked her typical bored self, but Aislinn could see
her attention was focused on something. Her gaze darted between the
bank of elevators and Aislinn.
If she didn t know better, Aislinn might be offended. Despite her
protests, Chris was seriously interested in one of their boss s
bodyguards. Aislinn hadn t figured out which one yet. And she didn t
care. No man would ever have that kind of hold over her again.
You know, Chris murmured. Last night. The meeting. How long did
he make you stay?
Oh. That. Not too late. Seven twenty-eight.
Chris laughed. Not too late, but late enough you noticed the exact
minute you walked out the door? Were his cronies with him? she
sneered.
Aislinn straightened the paperwork on her desk. Not even eight
o clock in the morning and already Mr. Turner had four messages. Her
mouth went dry thinking about Kyle Turner III. Somehow she had to
warn him without drawing attention to herself.
Right. And just how did she go about that? Please watch yourself, Mr.
Turner. I think someone s going to kill you in a kitchen.
That was grounds for whacko of the century if she ever heard one.
She could see her padded cell now. Either that or his cronies, as Chris
referred to them, would call her an accomplice and have her locked away
in a different kind of cell. One with bars.
Either way she wouldn t have to worry ever again about David. Her ex
would have no access to her in jail.
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