Releasing Friday, April 7th!
Erotic Romance, Paranormal, Shifters, May-Dec, Rubenesque, Suspense
Word Count: 52,000
Heat Level: 3
Published By: Evernight Publishing
Moira is on the run—her apartment has been trashed, her bank account hacked, and someone is stalking her. Only one man is dangerous enough to keep her safe … that is, if she can convince him to help her. Neil Deven used to be her father’s best friend until betrayal turned him violent. Neil disappeared, and finding him might be the biggest mistake of her life, but Moira won’t survive alone.
Neil remembers Moira as a sweet little girl caught in the middle of her father’s criminal life. The gorgeous woman who shows up at his door is anything but a child, but he’s already got problems. Dragon shifters are a dying race with no way to change form, yet Neil’s powers keep growing. And Moira stirs long lost instincts—he can’t deny her need. He must protect the woman who will be his mate, or die trying.
First Kiss SNIPPET–>
Moira halted. “You think I’m pretty?”
The doubt in her voice broke his heart, and unexpectedly, Neil’s dragon roared back to life. Subtle flames licked the ceiling, but he was tired of suppressing his power and he let them dance, hoping she wouldn’t look up.
“Oh, you have no idea,” he said, hearing the arousal in his voice. He couldn’t help it. He stared at her eyes, and then his gaze dropped to her lips. He wanted her with an urgency he couldn’t explain. “You’re beautiful.” He gave in to his instincts and cupped her face with his palms. Somewhere in the back of his mind his conscience yelled about their age difference, but Neil’s dragon growled that part of him into submission. She was his. No one else would have her.
Moira dropped the light as he bent towards her.
Oh my God, he’s going to kiss me, was Moira’s last coherent thought, and then Neil’s mouth descended on hers. She gasped, and he took it as an invitation, nibbling on her lower lip. “Neil,” she said, voice breaking. “What are you doing?”
“I think that should be obvious,” he murmured, before kissing her again. He crowded her up against the stone wall, hands tilting her head.
Moira trembled. He tasted like spice and smoke and something else she couldn’t describe. His lips coaxed hers into opening, and then his tongue dipped inside. She gripped his arms, certain if she didn’t hold on she’d fall down. His muscles felt like stone. No, stronger than stone, and hot, like a brick oven that’s been going all day long. When he growled, deep in his throat, the sound shot through her like a bolt of lightning. The ache between her thighs pushed out of her in a groan. She couldn’t stand this. She needed more. She shoved closer, wishing they were naked and not … here. Not in a stone tunnel minutes away from discovery. This is crazy. This is not what I expected.
“Yeah, that’s it. Open up for me, Moira,” he murmured as his kiss turned demanding. He slotted a leg between hers, pushing the thick hardness of his erection into her hip.
“Neil,” she forced out, gripping his hair. “We have to stop.”
“No.” He nipped her lips again. “You’re mine.”
Moira froze as everything inside her agreed with him. “We can’t.”
God, he’s overwhelming. And amazing, but this is crazy. We have to get out of here. Gathering her courage, Moira put her hands on his face to get his attention. The roughness of his stubble caught against her palms, and she drew in a shuddering breath. How could a single kiss destroy her so thoroughly? Neil’s eyes glowed gold in the darkness.