by Donna Grant
It took him twice as long to free his hand and then his feet. He lifted his head, ready to flee, only to come to a halt. The dark force was approaching quickly.
Eoghan got to his feet and stood, ready to face the beast. He opened his eyes, but it did him no good. He saw something off to the side in the darkness. He wasn’t sure what it was, but he knew he’d never seen it before.
With the beast drawing near, Eoghan had to make a decision. He dove to the side just as the force reached him.
Excerpt: BLAZE
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There was no denying it. She had well and truly lost her mind.
But it felt heavenly.
Devon could barely fill her lungs with air as she perched on the few inches of the sofa not taken up by Anson’s powerfully built body.
It might be practical to say something, but for the life of her, she couldn’t think of anything. Ever since he’d pressed that hard physique against her, she hadn’t been able to think about anything other him.
Running her hands over those muscles.
Sliding her hands into his black hair.
Feeling the weight of him atop her.
Having him inside her.
When he’d tried to kiss her in the hallway, she’d been so shocked that she looked away. Looked away! What idiot does that?
Her apparently.
She’d tried to read. She’d even tried to sleep. But he filled her mind completely. So she decided to do something she’d never done before—make a move.
Now here she was sitting beside him as he lay on the couch. His eyes watched her curiously—and with a touch of anticipation. The fact he wanted her to kiss him gave her the boost of confidence to finish what she’d begun.
Her heart hammered against her ribs. But not in fear or even anxiety. In eagerness.
She leaned down and pressed her lips against his. There was a second where he didn’t move. Then he let loose a groan that rumbled his chest.
A sigh escaped her when his fingers entwined with her hair once again. Her head tipped to the side as the kiss deepened. She could tell he was holding back, and after she had turned away upstairs, she didn’t blame him.
But if she was going to do this, she wanted all of him.
Devon ended the kiss and straightened. Confusion filled his gaze. She smiled and got her to feet before she unbelted her robe. There was a millisecond where it felt as if she had an out of body experience and was looking down upon the room.
Despite this being so out of the ordinary for her, it felt good. Right, even. There was a grin upon her lips as she pulled open the robe and let it fall to her feet to reveal she had nothing on underneath.
His gaze heated her skin as he gradually looked her up and down. He slowly sat up and reached for her. Large hands were placed upon her hips as he pulled her toward him. Then he stood, lifting her as he did.
Her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck. Their gazes clashed. Her stomach quivered with excitement when she saw the desire he didn’t try to hide.
He held her easily as he made his way to the stairs. Before she knew it, they were inside her bedroom. He stopped in the middle of the room and set her down as it if physically pained him to do so.
She didn’t want to let go of him. It felt good to be in his arms, and she wanted to return there. Reluctantly, she let go of him. As soon as she did, he began to undress.
His white shirt was the first to go. Her lips parted as she took in his finely sculpted chest to his stomach where she counted each and every one of his abs.
With arms that rippled with chiseled sinew, her hands itched to touch him. Before she got the chance, he removed his boots and pants.
When he straightened she bit her lip at the absolute perfection that stood before her. It was the sight of his arousal that caused her sex to clench in need. Her desire blazed out of control—and she loved it.
In the next heartbeat he had her against him, his mouth plundering hers. He kissed her hungrily, greedily. Ravenously.
She moaned, her hands clutching him as she fought to get closer. It wasn’t until she felt something against her back that she realized he’d moved them against the wall.
His kiss stole her breath.
It gave her life.
As if she had been sleepwalking up until that moment. Everything became crystal clear. The more their tongues mated, the more she felt herself changing. Like a caterpillar becoming a butterfly.
He pulled on her hair, causing her to expose her neck. She gasped in pleasure as he kissed down the column of her throat to lick her pulse point.
Everything he did was erotic, sensual. Utterly carnal.
Her fingers slid into the cool locks of his hair as he continued to her breasts. She groaned when his lips grazed a nipple. Then those lips wrapped around the peak and sucked before his tongue teased it.
She was gasping for breath at the pleasure that filled her. All the while his hands roamed over her leisurely, learning every inch of and leaving a trail of heat in his wake.
“Anson,” she whispered when he moved to her other breast and began to flick his tongue over the peak.
It wasn’t long until she was rocking her hips in need. She relished the thought of being so thoroughly in his control. Helpless.
Ensnared by his skill.
He was better than any fantasy she’d ever had—or ever would have. With her head moving side to side, she waited—breathlessly—for more.
As his lips trailed down her stomach and lower, she moaned at what was to come. He then lifted one of her legs and placed it on her shoulder, exposing her sex. She kept expecting to feel his fingers or tongue on her. But there was nothing.
She opened her eyes and looked down to find him gazing up at her. The look of hunger, of need she saw there made her heart skip a beat.
But it was the promise that he wouldn’t stop until she was fully satisfied that had her panting.
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Donna Grant has been praised for her “totally addictive” and “unique and sensual” stories. She’s the author of more than thirty novels spanning multiple genres of romance including the bestselling Dark King stories. The acclaimed series features a thrilling combination of dragons, the Fae, and Highlanders who are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives with her two children, a dog, and four cats in Texas.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Notice
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Epilogue
Excerpt: BLAZE
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Copyright Page
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
“Dark Alpha’s Lover” Copyright © 2017 by Donna Grant.
Excerpt from Blaze Copyright © 2017 by Donna Grant
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