Apart they are pain and death…apocalyptic. Together they are fire and magic…destiny.
He’s a warrior, a bounty hunter in a world turned upside down. She’s his latest bounty…a creature of dark power. As everything in their world implodes, they must work together to set it right, while the fire burning between them threatens to consume everything in its path.
I Am, Indeed – 4 Moons: ” Engrossing and detailed with plenty of twists, this was a fun read with a solid love conquers all things message.”
The soft, peppery aroma of poivron wood scented the air and Yeira worried she was under its influence.
The hunter seemed unaffected by the pheromone-like smoke. He stood between her and the fire, the snapping flames a perfect backdrop for his sizzling physique. His dark-blue gaze held hers as she approached, unwavering.
Yeira couldn’t read his expression. Would he welcome her touch? Was he interested in making love? The thick appendage at his groin didn’t count as evidence of his mood. He’d been sporting that for hours.
Moving toward him as if transfixed, Yeira stopped mere inches away. She dug her feet into the soft earth and swayed toward him, unabashedly wanton. Her head swam. Her pussy tightened under a wave of sheer lust. Her vision locked on his sexy mouth.
The hunter consumed her with his gaze, watching her from beneath a thick arc of lashes. The flames of the fire flickered in his dark eyes. Audie Kord looked like a man who knew exactly what he wanted and was certain of getting it.
In that moment, when Yeira’s pussy convulsed with raging need, her nipples jutted against her soaked shirt, and lust tightened into a painful knot in her belly, she thought he might just be right.
It would take a monumental effort of will for her to resist his charms.
He lifted the flower and she looked at it, blinking. She’d already forgotten why she’d moved closer. In a desperate attempt to save herself, Yeira frowned. “You don’t need me to do that, hunter.”
“But it feels so much better coming from you.”
She shook her head, trying to clear it.
She looked up, catching his smoldering gaze. Big mistake. She sucked in a gasp and closed her eyes, her body swaying closer.
Heat enveloped her, filled with his distinctive scent, and Yeira imagined that he’d stepped closer. Something soft slipped across her cheek and her eyes snapped open. He held a large, velvety petal of the poivron flower between two, thick fingers and was sliding it over her skin. When she looked at him he was smiling.
Heated liquid slipped down her thigh at the sight. She was so hot…so needy…that even the slow curve of his mouth had her licking her lips in anticipation of tasting him.
The hunter tilted his head, dragging the petal down her throat and over the soaked and nearly transparent fabric of her shirt. She gulped as he slid the peppery petal over her nipple. It didn’t seem possible but somehow the hard little nub tightened and grew.
Her chest hurt and she realized she’d been holding her breath.
“You’re not wearing anything under that shirt.” His voice deepened a few octaves and caught on the last word, filled with wonder.
Yeira shook her head. “I don’t wear anything that might impede my movements.”
His gaze widened slightly and then did a slow perusal down her body, stopping where her thighs met in a throbbing, heated vee.
She swallowed hard, easily reading his thoughts. He was speculating about whether she wore panties. Terrified he would ask, she opened her mouth and spoke without thinking. “Give me that flower.” She immediately regretted the words but couldn’t take them back without embarrassing herself further.
His big hand lifted and opened. The slightly crushed flower lay in his palm.
Yeira grabbed it up, her fingertips scraping across the slightly roughened skin of his palm. The touch jolted through her like lightning and she tightened her thighs on a wave of lust.
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