An excerpt from Angel in Moonlight
2003 (c) Copyright Ashleigh Raine

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Lita settled on the edge of the couch, not ready to snuggle comfortably under the blankets. Ben filled her every thought. The man he used to be was locked deep within himself, fighting to come out. But was there anything she could do to help him?

She wasn’t a healer by conventional definition. Her touch couldn’t fuse a broken arm or close a wound. But as a Pleasure goddess, her hands healed in other ways. She gave pleasure to soothe, and to help the mind, body and soul relax.

Would it be enough to bring Ben out of his locked-in state? He wanted his life back. She knew this by his touch and the look in his eyes. But to give him that chance, she’d have to walk a fine line to avoid calling attention to herself. The Controllers would pull her back to Polgara, erase her memories of this dimension and maybe even punish her further if they felt she’d compromised Polgara in any way.

For some reason, none of that mattered. She’d help Ben however she could and suffer whatever consequences came of it. Her mind made up, Lita rose to her feet, ready to head down the hall to the room she’d seen Ben retreat to earlier.

He was watching her, standing in the shadows at the edge of the living room. Somehow, she wasn’t surprised. Ben knew her movements before she made them.

Silently, he walked toward her, still dressed in the dark green dress shirt and black slacks he’d worn to dinner. She stepped around the couch to meet him halfway. When they were close, Ben reached out and took her hand in his.

Emotion stirred within her, the lonely chaos she’d briefly sampled earlier. But a beacon of hope shone through as well. She couldn’t let him down.

Together they walked down the hall and into his room, unsure of who was leading whom. They stopped at the edge of his queen-sized bed, a pool of moonlight washing over them with a subtle glow. Ben took both of her hands in his, and cautiously, Lita lifted her gaze and lost herself in his eyes. Her heart pounded painfully, making it difficult for her to breathe. For the first time, she was afraid of what she was going to do. What if she couldn’t bring him out of his locked-in state? What if she made things worse?

Ever so carefully, Ben’s hands slid up her arms then neck, until he was cradling her face. With the softest of touches, he lowered his face to hers, until they were resting forehead to forehead.

Desire flooded through Lita. A desire to help him…but also so much more. A desire to be with him, love him, and take away his chaos. A desire to make everything in his world okay.

Lita raised her hands to his temples and began massaging his scalp. Every touch was meant to stimulate the senses and relax the body. She combed her fingers through the soft brown locks curling at the base of his neck. His slow exhale burned hot against her throat and she arched into him.

Oh Goddess, she needed this man, needed him to be healed, to be with her completely. Moving her hands to his face, she ran her fingers along the line of his jaw. The rough sandpaper feel burned against her fingertips. She wanted to feel that roughness as he kissed her neck, the scraping sting as he possessed her body with his mouth. She wanted to hear his voice growling out her name, feel him thrusting hot and hard inside her.

Lita stopped in mid-caress. This was a healing…not a seduction.

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EXCERPT: Lita Meets Ben