Free Read: RENEGADE
Ever wonder what becomes of the characters who are children in a book you read? Well, here’s a little peek forward in the Project Prometheus series… to two of the children, all grown up… enjoy! 
From Project Prometheus: RENEGADE (copyright 2008 by Esther Mitchell) –
Jordan cracked one eyelid, and groaned as he clamped it shut again. Damn. She hadn’t gone away. She was posed very still, and very naked, in the middle of his bedroom floor. He swallowed, and every hair on his body stood on end as heat swept through him. Insistent desire throbbed in his groin, and his gut tightened. He wanted to open his eyes. He just wasn’t sure if he wanted her gone when he did, or not. His brain told him it would be infinitely better for them both if she was. His dick had other ideas – most of which would get him arrested. He could kiss his dreams of flying good-bye, then.
“Daria…”
He sensed movement, and fought to keep his eyes closed as every pore of his body sensed her approach. He could feel the warmth radiating from her, and when he drew in a breath, he could smell her unique scent – like frankincense and honeysuckle, and pure, sweet Daria. He resisted the urge to groan again as his dick pressed painfully against the zip of his jeans. He really needed to get her the hell out of here.
“You are tense.”
He uttered a sharp laugh. He couldn’t help it. She couldn’t have stated the obvious more if she’d told him he was a horny bastard, thinking of ways to seduce a girl he wasn’t allowed to have.
“Let me help you.”
The bed shifted, and Jordan panicked as he realized she’d just climbed onto it beside him. He could feel her warm, bare thigh, less than an inch away from contact with his hand.
“Shit!” He leapt away, his eyes flying open as he shot out of the bed.
Dumbest mistake of his life. He stared, slack-jawed, at the girl who knelt on the bed, her naked skin shimmering with some kind of lotion that made her look ethereal. This was no girl. He was going to have permanent damage from the bite of the metal zip into his swollen flesh, just looking at her.
Hell, he’d held her in his arms. He knew she had curves that were new since the last time he saw her, years ago. But this was no girl kneeling on his bed. Legal or not, Daria was a woman, with carnal knowledge and desire in her eyes that made him want to pound the hell out of whoever taught her about sex.
“Do not be afraid of me, Jordan.” Her voice was soft and husky, and so ripe with desire that he shuddered with its impact. There was no way he would survive this. Not without having her.
She crawled across the bed toward him, and the smooth line of her back, the gentle sway of her hips, ass, and breasts, did him in. He didn’t care if he ever flew another plane. Not if doing so meant he had to stay away from Daria Raleigh.
Discover Project Prometheus from the beginning… Check out these titles:
Matt Raleigh… Terrorist hunter, or Demon Slayer?
Find out in Project Prometheus’ explosive debut, IN HER NAME …
available now at http://www.aspenmountainpress.com/in-her-name/prod_73.html
When the hunter becomes the hunted, can love show him the way back to life? HOPE OF HEAVEN (Book #2 of Project Prometheus), now available at http://www.aspenmountainpress.com/hope-of-heaven/prod_128.html
Look for Jordan’s parents’ story, SHADOW WALKER, coming soon!
