Make Me Shiver (Erotica Paranormal Erotic Romance)
Rory Denton runs into a man she had thought dead for years. Ex-boyfriend Malcolm Forester is alive. And he's promised to make her most secret fantasies come true.
A lot of magic, a little bit of domination and submission, and one menage a trois pave a bumpy road to bliss. But neither Rory nor Malcolm are completely prepared for the destination that road might take them... More
While answering a Guardian's plea for help, Second-level Mage Malcolm Forester finds himself thrown into battle with a demon. His loss means his soul is at stake. With only one chance to save both himself and the lives of every Guardian on the planet, he must find someone to give him the most precious gift of all. True, selfless love. There's only one woman who might be willing to pay the price to save his soul. If he can live with the consequences.
Rory Denton's sex life is in the toilet. All she wants is a little no-strings sex. In the midst of a hasty retreat after a blind date has pulled a no-show, she runs into a man she had thought dead for years. Ex-boyfriend Malcolm Forester is...alive. Alive! And more than that, he's promised to make her darkest, most secret fantasies come true. If she can find the courage to reveal them. A lot of magic, a little bit of domination and submission, and one unusual menage a trois pave a bumpy road to bliss. But neither Malcolm nor Rory are completely prepared for the destination that road might take them...
(Previously published as SPELLS AND SEDUCTION)
He wasted no time with “Hellos” and “How do you dos”. He lowered his head and kissed her. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth and plundered, tasted, took. His hands hurried over her form, tearing at clothes and touching, stroking, claiming. His touch on her skin was like a brand, burning into her flesh. His kiss was like the sweetest ambrosia. Between hands and mouth, he stirred a blinding, intoxicating need that she had no choice but to sate, as quickly as possible.
Savoring his kiss, her eyes closed to the world, her senses focused, heightened, she clawed at his clothes, eager to find skin, and moaned into their joined mouths when she did. Her fingertips traced the lines of muscle and bone. Her tongue delved into his mouth, drawing in his flavor. Her hips tipped up to rub her tingling pussy against his hip.
He broke the kiss, stealing her breath away and she lunged forward, eager for their mouths to join again. He gently pressed on her shoulders, holding her flat on her back until she relinquished. “A little slower, love.”
“I…can’t,” she said between panting breaths. Her body was wound tight as a spring. Hot as the deepest belly of the earth. Trembling like grass in a maelstrom. And all that from some kissing.
Laughter glittered in his eyes, kind, joyful laughter, not mocking, when he shook his head. “I see it will be up to me to maintain control.” He rolled off her. Propped his head up with a hand. The front of his shirt gaped open, revealing a single dark brown nipple.
“Absolutely. I admit. I have none. Nada. Not a bit.” Still flat on her back, she struggled to untie the laces holding the front of her dress closed. Darn things! Knotted tight. “What made me think that being in clothes like this would be sexy? It’s like a freakin’ chastity belt. And speaking of chastity belts…” Worried about what she’d find down below, she flipped the skirt up over her belly and pushed at the long bloomers until the waist slipped down over her hips. In her efforts, she found no belts, to her relief.
“Please. Allow me,” he offered, kneeling between her legs and impeding her efforts to remove the bloomers entirely.
“Be my guest.” She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he bent over and snagged the waist of her underthings with his very straight, very white teeth.
When he had them down around her ankles, he used his hands to remove them completely. His gaze climbed up her legs to her freshly waxed pussy and he smiled. “You waxed. Nice.” He pushed her knees apart and lowered his head for a taste. His tongue flicked over her labia.
She trembled. Then, anxious to have him do more than merely tease her, she bent her knees and drew them back in a silent invitation.