Zane groaned as she encircled his hardening cock. He pulled her hard against him, crushing her breasts to him with just the right balance of pleasure-pain.
She whimpered as he dug his fingers into her hips, silently urging her on.
She worked her hand slowly up and down his shaft, her other hand making lazy trails up and down his chest. It had been so long since she’d been with anyone. The slightest contact burned like wildfire, and this was Zane, the only man she’d ever loved. Breathless with desire, wound tight with need, it was impossible to pretend she did this only to force Tate into a shift. She was doing this all for her own selfish pleasure and she wasn’t going to stop. And if Zane’s reaction to her touch was anything to go by, he didn’t want her to.
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Penance needs to be paid come what may…
Several Centuries ago Drorgan was cursed into stone. Every twenty five years he is given one night and one day to find the woman willing to accept him in both forms.
It's the price to pay for his past behavior.
As a lost, lonely little girl Rhonda Butterbaugh was rescued by the dragon in the stone and she has never forgotten her fierce protector. It sparked her fascination with all things dragon. If only they were real. There are no such things as fairytales, however.
When she is attacked on her way home, and wakes up in a cursed magic castle, complete with a fierce dragon shifting lord, her life takes a turn for the surreal.
Determined to break the curse and rescue Drorgan and his kin, she hasn’t counted on Drorgan’s resistance.
Dragons aren’t supposed to be noble.
“Damn it woman, do not do that. If I hadn’t been able to stop the shift, I’d have killed you. Where is your sense of self-preservation?”
“Completely lacking where you’re concerned, it seems.” She had to laugh, when he stepped away from her, threw a stream of fire into the air, and then proceeded to glare at her. “That won’t work either. I told you before, the big bad dragon act doesn’t scare me. Besides, I know you’d never hurt me.”
Arms crossed over his chest he pointedly looked to the ground. Rhonda willed away that sliver of apprehension crawling up her spine, and told the rational side of her brain to take a fucking hike.
“Not intentionally anyway, and before you say it, and add another reason to erect a wall between us, that was fucking hot. The flames and you losing control like that, though, I should imagine it will be mighty hard on my clothes and the furniture, and bed linen for that matter, if you incinerate everything in sight every time we have sex.” She’d stepped closer to him during her little speech, and getting on tiptoes wrapped her arms around his neck, willing him to let her in.
After a moment of hesitation, which seemed to last a lifetime, he uncrossed his arms and wrapping them around her, instead, lifting her up to kiss her. He growled low in his throat, when she opened up to the demanding sweeps of his tongue and kissing him back put all of her emotions into the kiss. Feeling him shudder against her, before he took charge of the kiss, claiming her mouth in such a way that she was half expecting them to catch fire again, soothed the leftover niggles in her heart. This, here, right now, felt right. By the time Drorgan released her, they were both breathing heavily, and Rhonda was all but ready to climb her dragon and ride that huge erection digging into her belly.
Drorgan shook his head and pulled away with a short laugh.
“Minx, stop that. Next time I claim you it will be in the comfort of my bedchamber, and I promise I won’t incinerate anything. Magda would have my hide for starters.”
He grinned at her giggle in answer and tapped her ass. The action stung, and Rhonda made a big show of rubbing her behind while she mock pouted at him, earning herself a quirk of one haughty eyebrow.
“You behave yourself now or that swat will be a caress compared to the hiding your luscious ass will get, if you don’t stop putting yourself at risk.”
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Hello everyone! I’m author Rose Wulf and I’m here today to tell you all about my latest release, Found in Flames! Found in Flames is Book 1.5 in my Night Shadows series, which is set in a world full of vampires, werewolves, witches, and humans called Slayers. This installment focuses on the powerful, sexy Luka Craige – Alpha werewolf with a mission – and unassuming, overworked Joella Harp – a human caught in the crossfire.
Joella hadn’t yet recovered her breath when Luka ripped her shirt off. The motion was so quick she wasn’t sure if he’d tugged it over her head or literally torn it in half. More importantly, she didn’t care. Either way his obvious need for her was sexy as hell. He was going to dominate her and she absolutely could not wait. So when he destroyed her bra she gave his hips a squeeze, caught his nearest wrist, and deliberately set his palm over her breast.
Luka didn’t require encouragement. His hand curled around her breast, fingers kneading and tormenting as his lips latched onto her throat. She moaned loudly, her hands sliding around his shoulders and torso in a desperate need to touch more of him. He sucked and licked on her throat while his thumb rubbed along her nipple and Joella swore foreplay was not supposed to feel that good.
Then his kisses began trailing lower and her body quivered with anticipation.
His tongue slid along her collarbone as he gave her breast a final squeeze. The next thing she knew, he’d latched his lips to her neglected nipple and was sucking hard.
She gasped, her back arching, and he slipped an arm behind her waist to hold her closer. His tongue stroked along her breast, teasing her nipple and sending fire through her veins, but it was nothing like when he nipped a moment later. Joella swore she was about to fall apart and he hadn’t even removed her pants!
As if reading her mind, Luka suddenly released her and dragged his large, calloused palms along her sides until he’d reached her knees. Deliberately pushing her legs to the ground. Her slacks, shoes, socks, and panties were gone in quick succession, tossed haphazardly aside one after the other. And just like that she was entirely bare and wantonly exposed in the moonlight beneath the most gorgeous and sinfully masculine man she’d ever known. But instead of scrunching his nose in distaste, Luka’s hands landed back on her thighs and slowly slid up, burning along her skin as he leaned forward. His chest expanded as he drew in a deep breath and he bowed his head, pressing a kiss to her belly button before moving lower.
His lips met her tender flesh and she moaned. Immediately he plunged his tongue into her center and Joella arched on a broken gasp. The fire already consuming her suddenly threatened to overtake her and her hips bucked as he continued to sweep his talented tongue into and around her center. He gave a long, slow lick before pulling back and her eyes were drawn to his on some silent command.
He held her gaze as he plunged two fingers deep into her core.
Her body arched, but he refused to let her look away. “Luka,” she pleaded breathlessly as his fingers began pumping into her.
“I’m going to ruin you, Ella,” he promised.