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Mosaic Moon [The Master Chronicles Book III]
by Jamie Craig
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Emma Coolidge is accustomed to isolation. Born with the ability to read emotions, Emma reached adulthood without learning how to control her special gift, leading to a life of self-imposed seclusion. Until she meets Gideon Keel and Jesse Madding, a vampire fighting for good and his human lover. Both men befriend her and introduce her to people who can help her create a normal life for herself. Everything is great for Emma for the first time in her life--except for one small problem. She longs to be part of Jesse and Gideon's lives, and their darker games involving bondage and sadism, but believes her desire can be nothing but a private fantasy. Gideon adores Jesse and wants nothing more than to give him everything he wants. When Gideon realizes Jesse wants Emma, as well, he decides to invite Emma into their games. But a disturbing new crime distracts Gideon from his goal. Jesse and Gideon are forced to investigate a string of grave desecrations that are somehow siphoning power from the most powerful mage in Chicago. They must unravel the mystery of who is stealing Black John's power, why, and how to reverse it before they can devote their time and energy to their mutual desire for a third in their bed.
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2007
eBookwise Release Date: March 2008
 
75 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [351 KB]
Words: 83313
Reading time: 238-333 min.
"4 ANGELS! ... So far I have loved every book of this series, and MOSAIC MOON does not disappoint. The chemistry between Gideon and Jesse is hot as ever, and throwing Emma into the mix just turns up the heat. The relationship among the three is completely realistic, and I couldn't have asked for a better story. There is also the usual crime to solve, and this one was as good as the last two. I was looking forward to, and pleased with the re-appearance of Black John. Jamie Craig's writing is brilliant, and she has written two of my favorite characters ever with Gideon and Jesse. It's hard to stop reading their stories, and I can only hope that there will be many more books. I also love a story that has both fantastic sex scenes, and an intriguing plot that is full of substance."--Ashley, Fallen Angel Reviews
Jesse twisted and turned, the sheet wrapping tighter around his legs and hips, nearly immobilizing him. He clawed at it fitfully, trying to free himself without opening his eyes, or quite escaping from the fragments of dreams that had his heart racing, his brow and neck damp with sweat. Something caught his wrist and held it firm. He tried to struggle, tried to pull away as fear crawled up his spine. "Jesse." He heard his name from a distance, but it was too far away to respond to. He tried to kick, disoriented and confused. Something cool touched his mouth, calming Jesse immediately. He parted his lips, responding to the kiss before the dreams had a chance to fade completely. The kiss was soft and brief, Gideon pulling away as Jesse opened his eyes and relaxed against the mattress. Jess reached for him again, unwilling to lose the comforting contact. Gideon caught his wrist and bent his arm back against the mattress, pinning him in place. "You were dreaming." The implied they were nightmares, weren't they? tinged his tone. He brushed another kiss across his mouth. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have just walked out like that last night." Jesse shook his head, just happy Gideon was back. He blinked the sleep from his eyes, becoming more and more aware of Gideon's firm hold on his wrist and the weight of Gideon's body against him. "Last night? What time is it?" "Almost seven." His gaze raked down Jesse's chest. "I thought breakfast in bed today sounded like a good idea." His eyes were black by the time they met Jesse's again, and slowly, Gideon grabbed his other wrist and pinned that arm as well. "Wanna be my breakfast?" The shadows that still lingered from his dreams were banished by Gideon's dark gaze. The simple question triggered an immediate response--his pulse hammered, his cock stirred, and his skin flushed pink. "Yes," he whispered, needlessly. The heavenly weight holding him down disappeared then, and Gideon stood at the end of the bed, arms folded across his chest. "Strip," he ordered. "I'm going to tie you down and show you exactly how sorry I am for last night." Jesse didn't need to hear another word. He untangled himself from the sheet and pushed it away, then peeled his T-shirt from his chest and tossed it aside. His sweats followed, and the air felt blessedly cool against his over-heated skin. By the time he settled back against the pillows, he was fully erect. He placed his wrists above his head automatically, his skin already tingling where the cuffs would snap into place. Gideon snapped the cuffs around his ankles first, then moved to the head of the bed to do the wrists. He chose the nearest one first, forcing himself to kneel on the edge of the bed and lean over Jesse's head in order to reach the other. By the time he pulled back, a sly grin curved his mouth, and he stopped to give Jess a hard kiss before straightening. "I've got to get something from the other room first," he said. "I'll be right back." Jesse's mind immediately went to the cabinet upstairs that housed all of Gideon's favorite toys and tools. He probably wouldn't choose the whip again, but he did mention breakfast. Maybe something sharp or something like... "Emma?" Jesse blinked several times as Gideon shut the door behind her, like a dream he had abandoned had walked into the room. He pulled at his restraints, trying to sit up. His nudity didn't bother him so much as the cuffs. "What's going on? Gideon?" "Lie down, boy."
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