Waves of sensation kept washing through her body. She couldn’t stop shaking, especially when he stood, grabbed her butt cheeks and lifted her up in the air, and then straight down onto his waiting cock. There was no finesse. No delicate prodding to ensure the breach was gentle. No chance to change her mind. He was big, and she was out of practice, but the force of his thrust as well as their combined sex fluids aided his entry. Her eyes widened and she clutched at his shoulders to maintain balance. His guttural groan, and the pressure of his organ rooted so deep inside her, ignited little flames within her womb. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and hooked her ankles together behind his back. Don’t think. Just feel. ~ read more (18+ only)
The need to engulf her with everything raging inside flooded over him with such force he went deathly-still. Get it under control. The darkness was too all-consuming, and she couldn’t withstand him if he lost it. She was so delicate and easy to break, despite that elusive core of inner strength, and he had to remember at all times to hold himself back.
She was human. She was fragile. And she was about to become his if he could only control his demon long enough to keep her safe. ~ read more (18+ only)
“I want…no, I need you to kiss me, Ashur. I ache with loneliness.”
Her voice touched something deep inside him. It was as if, just for a moment, he knew her loneliness. He knew her. And suddenly, he didn’t want to back away anymore. The memories had driven him for too long. It was exhausting to run from your own needs. ~ read more (18+ only)
“Suspend your disbelief, Ella. Anything is possible at Secrets, tonight.”
Suspend disbelief? I can do that. She closed her eyes for a moment. Need grew, intensified…Kade…
“If your lover were here right now, what would you want from him? From this…Kade?” ~ read more (18+ only)
Her breath caught. He was now leaning forward, almost touching her, his face so close to hers she could see the flecks of green in the blue of his irises. So close that if she raised her hand, she’d be able to brush the delicate end of his long eyelashes, or trace the angled shadows cast by those gorgeous cheekbones. ~ read more (18+ only)
What did she want? Jake, her familiar, dark-haired husband of twenty years? Most definitely. And Pothos, the golden-skinned Adonis who had seemingly materialized straight off the cover of a romance novel, clearly a manifestation of everything she was missing in her life right now?
Yes, God help her. She wanted him, too. ~ read more (18+ only)
Possibility, she thought. He represents the possibility of excitement. Of passion. The transient headiness of lust about to be fulfilled. All the things that most women wanted and rarely got. All the things that she wanted and had never truly had before. ~ read more (18+ only)
“So you feel that?” The roughness in his voice betrayed how hard it was to remain in control as she lay on the floor, arms and legs flung out in abandon, tendrils of hair going in all directions. He thought he had never before seen anything – or anyone – so beautiful. ~ read more (18+ only)
Serena Hewitt stared at the perfectly proportioned man and wondered at the cruel fate that had given this black-haired, green-eyed, bronze-skinned Adonis a brain the size of a pea. ~ read more (18+ only)