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Touched by Lightning Playlist 1

I’ve been such a blog slacker lately! I’m pretty sure I said something back at the end of 2013 about being a better blogger and then I promptly dropped the ball. And I don’t even have a good excuse. So, I’m just admitting it. I’m a slacker.

But I’ll try to do better. Honest, guv!

And I figured today was as good a day as any because Touched by Lightning comes out next week. To say I’m excited about this book release is an understatement. I’m probably more excited about this book release than all of the others. There are a lot of reasons for it, but I think most of my excitement comes from all of the hard work we’ve put into it. Back in May 2013, Lea Barrymire and I locked ourselves in a room for six hours to hash out the world for this series.

There was a lot of “OMG, I got it!”. She was plugging away at her laptop while I did my pace-and-thinking-and-doing-terrible-impersonations thing, but it worked. In six hours we managed to develop 8 central characters, a plethora of superhuman powers our characters could have along with each powers’ weakness and came up with an entire organizational structure for our heroes/heroines to be a part of. Thus the Order of Themis was born. Over the summer, we smoothed things out, got some input from Amy Ruttan, A.M. Griffin and Cara Carnes on even more characters for us to use while I began writing Touched by Lightning.

And that’s what today’s post is about. The writing process.  This story is one of the darkest I’ve ever written. When we came up with this series idea, we knew we wanted something dark and gritty. I like to think of the Love’s Defenders series as a cross between X-Men and The Crow. Actually, that’s how I proposed the series to our publisher. We wanted a world where nearly every genetic mutation was possible, but minus the spandex. Where the superheroes were flawed or had painful pasts. A world where you can only sit there and think “God, I hope he/she finds someone who’ll accept them for who they are.” And that’s what we did.

So to help with that darkness, I had to have the perfect music. This month I’ll play songs that really spoke to me during the writing process. Granted, I have several playlists I used for this book, but some songs managed to put me in the place I needed to be to connect with my characters better than others and those are the ones I’ll feature this month.

First on the list is Seether’s “Driven Under”. It’s moody, it’s dark and it really worked for Gyda and Brit’s story.

Check back next week to find out what other songs were pivotal for writing Touched by Lightning!

CoverBook one in the Love’s Defenders series.

When empath Gyda St. Germaine is rescued from a sex-trafficking ring, she vows vengeance on her tormentors. Aided by two distinct personalities who bolster her powers, she becomes a vigilante, hungry for revenge. Her path of retribution tosses her into the arms of an Order of Themis Siphon and her world is turned upside down. Fighting her past takes a backseat to her all-consuming desire for the man whose honor and sense of justice go against everything she believes.

The moment electricity manipulator Brit Harper stumbled across a feral woman with a bloody knife, his life changed. Black and white becomes gray as the scales of justice tip. Fascinated by her strength and the darkness in her eyes, he vows to teach her the true meaning of justice and help her explore the passion sizzling between them. But when the evil haunting Gyda’s dreams returns in the flesh, he’ll have to choose between his beliefs and the woman he loves.

February 14, 2014 buy link: http://www.ellorascave.com/touched-by-lightning.html

P.S. I can’t believe I forgot today is the start of the Superhero Scavenger Hunt! Be sure to stop by and test your superhero movie knowledge for a chance to win a $25 gift card and an Order of Themis travel mug!

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Post 1,000 Woo-Hoo

Here it is! The 1000th post on my blog.

Seems like it should be more impressive than that, doesn’t it? Hm. Well, I can’t exactly give y’all fireworks and mostly naked men dancing around, but I do have a giveaway scheduled.

First though, let me just say that it’s been a wild ride. Blogging isn’t all that easy when you’ve been doing it a while because you don’t want to start regurgitating posts. Which I think I’ve done a few times. I’ve blogged about writing, getting through the rejection process, getting an agent and losing an agent. I’ve blogged about sexy men. Lots and lots of sexy men. I’ve even interviewed several of them. By the way those were some of my most visited posts. I also blogged about life in south Louisiana, shared some Cajun French with y’all. That’s the set of second most viewed posts. Yup, seems everyone is curious about how to pronounce things or what have you.

Secondly, I have the best friends ever. The writing community is amazing. Simply amazing. I’ve met a lot of wonderful people on my road to publication, through the rocky pass of being a published writer and everything in between. If you ever embark on this same wild ride, be sure to surround yourself with people who will tell you like it is, but do it with their shoulder and a bottle of booze handy, who won’t run you down to make themselves feel better, and who’ll understand what you mean when you start talking about the voices in your head talking to you while you’re taking a shower and not think you’re insane.

So saying all that…here’s the giveaway. I have several of these awesome people offering up prizes. Be sure to enter and tell your friends.
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And because it’s What’s Playing Wednesday…I just gotta share this song with y’all. Because it says everything. Let’s get this party started!

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Winners

Well, well, we made it through Monday mostly unscathed. At least I think we did. I so overslept today and I did it in an awkward position which means I’m limping since my hip hurts like the Dickens. And if you’ve ever read Dickens, you’ll understand why it hurts. No offense to you Dickens lovers…but really? Ouch.

As most of y’all know, we had a big blog hop going on. Yup, the Big Cocks & Broomsticks Blog Hop to celebrate Halloween, the Cabal of Hotness and just being goofy. We chose our winners and they’ve been mailed. Now to wait  for their responses which will probably be “Yippee skippy!” or something like that.

The Grand Prize ($100 gc to Amazon or Barnes & Noble) goes to Val Denis.

Second place ($50 gc to Amazon or B&N) goes to Joey Ross.

Third place ($25 gc to Amazon or B&N) goes to Shelley Monro.

First off, we had so much fun with this hop and it’s always a pleasure to meet so many new people! Really it is. Secondly, I hope most of everyone sticks around because with the Cabal of Hotness, there’s no telling what we’ll come up with next. Honestly, I don’t even know what we’re doing next…mostly because those bitches are crazy. Y’all hear?

Oh! And I had a giveaway here on my blog as well. Random.org chose…

Jasmyn Novachek as the winner of the Danica Avet fleece blanket! Yay!

So glad everyone participated in the giveaway and if you’re looking for more goodies to win, be sure to “like” me on Facebook. I hold monthly giveaways known as Fan Appreciation Giveaways. This month I’m giving away gift cards to help with holiday shopping.

Oh and in case I haven’t mentioned it, I’m also holding a giveaway here on the blog when I hit my 1,000 blog post! I have prizes from a large group of writers who are most awesome. Among a few,  you can expect to win books from Cynthia Eden, Lea Barrymire, A.M. Griffin, Lucy Felthouse, Cara Carnes, Cassandra Carr, Cristal Ryder, Amy Ruttan, Anya Richards, Denise Tompkins, Kari Gregg, um…Sky Robinson, Piper Trace, swag and prizes from Jillian Chantal, Tara Nina and gosh, there are even more authors who I’m sorry to say I forget at the moment. Needless to say it’s a cornucopia of romance! Yay! So look for that giveaway to happen…um, next week most likely. I’ll start the actual countdown to the 1,000 blog post tomorrow.

Peace out!

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Cara Carnes’ Passion’s Claim

Cara Carnes- Pleasure Brigade Book 2

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Passion’s Claim 

Cara’s Bio:

Born in small-town Texas, Cara Carnes was a princess, a pirate, fashion model, actress, rock star and Jon Bon Jovi’s wife all before the age of 13.

In reality, her fascination for enthralling worlds took seed somewhere amidst a somewhat dull day job and a wonderful life filled with family and friends. When she’s not cemented to her chair, Cara loves travelling, photography and reading.

More information about Cara can be found at www.caracarnes.com or on

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/authorcaracarnes

Twitter: https://twitter.com/caracarnes

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Blurb:

Autumn Scott succumbs to temptation and journeys to The Brigade, a private BDSM resort, for another naughty weekend with sexy neighbor Kade Berges. She expects a chance to further explore her fantasies, but finds herself wanting more when Kade and his three friends push her boundaries and welcome her into their world.Kade Berges hadn’t intended to share more than a few nights of passion with his insatiable New York neighbor, but thanks to meddling friends, he finds himself unwilling to accept anything less than Autumn’s full submission. Whether she’s ready remains to be seen.

Cover: Passio's Claim

We knew there was no turning back once Autumn stepped into the lobby of The Brigade. Kade was going to have our nuts in a vice for bringing her here. The least we could do was get a few moments with her before she saw him—especially since she didn’t know Kade hadn’t invited her. And naturally, we were duty bound to make sure she was more than ready for the meeting.

~~Master Chase with a wicked smirk and a wink

Excerpt from Passion’s Claim, Book 2 of the Pleasure Brigade series:

“He doesn’t know I’m here.”

“Oh, he knows.” Lance pressed against her from behind and unbuttoned her blouse.

Heat ran across Autumn’s skin as Lance rubbed his way down to the next button. Pleasure coursed under her skin wherever he massaged. His other hand slid farther up her leg until his thumb softly swept across her wet slit.

“Such a good girl not wearing any panties. You’re so wet, Autumn.”

His growled words made her wetter, desperate for a deeper touch. She ground her pussy toward his hand, but he maneuvered away before she experienced the full heat of his touch. Frustration hissed from her clenched teeth.

“Get her any more worked up and I’ll fuck her right here,” Chase drawled.

“I’d fuck you right now if I had the choice,” Lance whispered in her ear. “I’ve dreamt of having that hot ass of yours, Autumn. It will be mine again.”

The shirt fell away from her. Hot hands ran across her skin. Her heartbeat accelerated though she doubted it could’ve been any more rapid than before. Her body begged for release.

“Satin and lace suit you, Autumn,” Chase commented as he separated her negligees from her other clothes. “We’ll let Kade choose which to keep, if any.”

“Nudity is always the loveliest attire.”

“I pity whatever sub you collar, Lorenzo.”

“Not happening until I find the special one. They are so rare.” Lorenzo reached across the table and ran his fingers over the swell of her breasts. “I won’t let either of you near her when I find her.”

“You haven’t seen Kade after that night, have you?”

Autumn bristled at Lance’s pointed question. The fact he knew the answer already was in his commanding voice. Deft fingers unclasped her bra to splay her breasts into Lorenzo’s waiting hands.

“So soft and innocent,” Lorenzo whispered. “And so ready.”

“You are very ready, aren’t you, Autumn?” Lance’s hands roamed to her waist. “Legs together.”

Autumn complied.

“Good girl.” Lance’s hands pushed down and her skirt pooled around her feet. “Such an obedient pet. I’d forgotten how much so.”

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The Hilarity Continues

Just a quick note to announce that today the Cabal of Hotness received its covers for the next three volumes of the Fondled and Gobbled anthologies.

Nope, you didn’t read that wrong! We have three more volumes coming out with four gut busting stories in each. We’ve even added three more authors to the anthologies, bringing in Kinky Hotness Cara Carnes, Shy Hotness Sky Robinson and Big Daddy Hotness himself, Justin Whitfield!

First up is Fondled and Gobbled: Back for More with funny women, Lea Barrymire, Cara Carnes, Cassandra Carr, and A.M. Griffin:

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Next up is Fondle and Gobbled: One More Slurp featuring stories by me, Sasha Devlin, Anya Richards and Sky Robinson:

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And last, but not least is Fondled and Gobbled: Messier Than Ever with stories by Amy Ruttan, Cristal Ryder, Piper Trace and Justin Whitfield:fandgmessierthanever_msr

There’s a licking theme going on…or would that be a tongue theme? Heh. Either way the covers really reflect the humor of the stories as well as the eroticism because despite them being funny, they’re hawt! Kind of like us!

Before you leave, don’t forget there are three giveaways going on right now. The What is Danica thinking? giveaway ends tonight. The Big Cocks and Shamrocks Blog Hop ends on Sunday and my Scavenger Hunt for Dean’s List ends next week. Be sure to get your chances to win swag, books and naughty stuff. Everyone loves naughty stuff, don’t they?

Oh! And in case I forget, tomorrow I have another interview…rar, one I think everyone will definitely appreciate. *waggles her eyebrows*

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Weekend Menage By Cara Carnes

Happy Mardi Gras! Today I have something wicked and wild to share with you since I’ve invited my friend, Cara Carnes to stop by during her blog tour of her latest release, Weekend Menage. The name alone makes me blush! If you’re looking for a quick, hot read, be sure to check this one out. Also, be sure to enter to win a $50 gift card from one of your favorite book retailers! And definitely read the snippet below.

Weekend Menage

Release: 2/6/2013
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
Word count: 13,000
Erotic Romance
Menage- M/F/M
Quickie
Flame rating: Scorching

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weekendmenage_smallBlurb:
One night of controlled passion is all she allows.
Rebecca Ann Majors fled the temptation of a ménage once, but now the two sexy men starring in her wildest fantasy are back and demanding her complete surrender for the weekend. Emboldened by lust, she succumbs to her desire and learns ecstasy has a price.
They demand everything she has and more.

Joe Davenport and Dillan Morrisey were used to handling any situation—including the sexy siren who’d sashayed out of their lives two years ago. This time she’ll quench their lust even if it means they have to share her.

When Sunday morning dawns the three must decide if one weekend was enough to sate the passion they shared.

Purchase Link to Ellora’s Cave: http://www.ellorascave.com/weekend-menage.html

Excerpt:


Tingles burst across her skin on their way to her pussy. She writhed against the sheet and nuzzled her pillow with fervor. Warmth spread through her body like a molten stream of awareness as her mind slowly returned to live mode and took in its surroundings.
The pillow was a chest—a very broad chest rippling with ridges and contours she could spend an eternity licking. She moaned as the previous night rewound in her mind and angled need between her legs where the sensuous torment of tingles continued.
She thrust her mound toward the wondrous delight. A groan punctured the silence, but she couldn’t tell whether it was hers or his.
Two men.
The recollection sent a shock wave bursting within her limbs.
“It’s about time you woke up.” Joe trailed a finger across her cheek. “We started without you.”
So she noticed. Her king-sized bed had never been quite so challenged. Joe reclined across the top, his back nestled against the headboard as if he were indeed a pillow. Her nightie had disappeared. Her legs were spread-eagled across the sheets.
And Dillan knelt there, his fingers tickling and tormenting her wet pussy. He leaned down and kissed her trimmed mound. “Finally, I can feast on you.”
His tongue slid across her wet slit, then thrust into her. She gasped at the entry, her entire body humming with the need for release. Her pulse spiked, her adrenaline surged. What a hell of a way to wake up.
Joe’s mouth slid across hers, forcing her attention to divide between him and Dillan as he tongued her pussy. Nerve endings beneath her skin burst as he kissed his way from her lips, down her throat, and to the swell of her breast.
Her hands ran down his massive chest and squeezed his arms. Her thighs clenched Dillan as he sucked on her clit. The surroundings disappeared in a sensuous haze. She writhed between the two men as the release carried her away from reality.

Purchase Link to Ellora’s Cave: http://www.ellorascave.com/weekend-menage.html

About Cara:

Born in small-town Texas, Cara Carnes was a princess, a pirate, fashion model, actress, rock star and Jon Bon Jovi’s wife all before the age of 13.

In reality, her fascination for enthralling worlds took seed somewhere amidst a somewhat dull day job and a wonderful life filled with family and friends. When she’s not cemented to her chair, Cara loves travelling, photography and reading.

More information about Cara can be found at www.caracarnes.com or on
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/authorcaracarnes
Twitter: https://twitter.com/caracarnes

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The Day The Earth Stood Still

No, I’m not talking about the movie. I’m talking about the sheer awesomeness that’s taking place today. I mean, really? There’s so much awesome going on, I had trouble deciding on a song for today. If I tried to find something that fit the magnitude of fantabuliciousness…well, let’s just say that your computers would explode and you’d then try to sue me for it. So we’re not going there. *puts away her rendition of What About Me*

But what is this awesomeness, you may ask. First off, it’s Release Day times two. Yes, times two! My fellow Cabalite, Cara Carnes has a hot release today with Weekend Menage. Mega Happy Release Day, Cara! I’ll be featuring her next week with a giveaway, but her book is hawt. H.A.W.T. And it made me think that while the Cabal likes to bring the funny, we’re also some amazingly erotic writers. Wait, that didn’t come out right. I meant that we write some hot stuff. Despite our goofy, sometimes inappropriate humor which makes an appearance in the Fondled and Gobbled stories, this is what we’re all about:


If you’re old enough, you’ll recall the big buzz about Madonna back in the day. She was all naughty and sexy and wore her bra outside her clothes, but yeah, she was all about being the bad girl of the music industry. Just like the Cabal features women who are some of the bad girls of romance.

Then there’s the other release day. Oh yes, it’s finally here. Fondled and Gobbled: Someone Had To Do It is out today! Do you hear that? That’s the roars of outrage from people with no sense of humor mingled with the howls of laughter from those who “get” what we’re doing. Yes, we’re serious about erotic romance and bringing the sexy. We’re all about that. But we also like to laugh and we wanted to share that with our readers. Some people won’t get this at all. They’ll read it as a serious erotic romance and become offended. I’m prepared for that. Because while we’re also the bad girls of romance…we’re also a bit like this:

*sigh* Yes, we’re silly and can be very goofy sometimes. Well, I can. I enjoy it. It helps me relieve stress to mock myself and others. Yes, I mock others. Just ask my mom.

Happy Release Day to the Cabal of Hotness! There’s no going back now! And to prove it, we’ve invaded the Naughty Author Chicks’ blog for nearly the entire month with our brand of funny. Check out the characters from both volumes of Fondled and Gobbled and be sure to get your copy!

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Unleashing the Cabal

You knew it was bound to happen. One day you’d stop here and see insanity and chaos unleashed on the world.

Today is that day. With the upcoming releases of Fondled and Gobbled: Someone Had To Do It and Fondled and Gobbled: Going Back For Seconds on the horizon, we’ve scheduled stops all over the place. Seriously? For the next few weeks, we’re going to be some very busy, crazy ladies and today kicks off the start of the insanity.

I’m sure our hostess clutched her head and screamed when she saw what we sent her. But she did ask for us to be ourselves…so we were. In a chatroom in an undisclosed location…with no real moderator. If you happen to see Nikki in person, make sure she’s sane, okay?

But if you want to see what might have driven her over the edge, check out our very first interview as a group over at Ramblings from a Chaotic Mind…Come to think of it, we probably chose the perfect place to kick off the nearly three month long blog tour for the Fondled and Gobbled anthologies.

Also, don’t forget that we have our own blog. We’re introducing ourselves this morning and offering up a chance to win a $100 Amazon gift card. Stop by to find out how to win. And as if that wasn’t enough, there are some blog hops coming up in February and March. Check out the sidebar for more information.

Got it? Good. I hope to have some sexy man pictures tomorrow, but we’ll have to see if they sit still long enough for me to get them. *cackle* ahem.

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DJ Cara

First of all, I extend a huge thanks to Danica for letting me take over the DJ booth for today. I’ll try and not put her to sleep with my selection J

I’ve written for as long as I can remember. The worlds that I build for my paranormal works always drag me deep into them. I know, that might seem a bit crazy. But I’ve been called much worse.

Music is my tether. When I’m fully immersed within anything from the darkness, the depravity to the spiraling pleasure of a happily ever after ending, the conduit I use to channel those emotions and pull myself back to reality is music.

Although I’m in the process of writing quite a few paranormal works, I have yet to let one of them go. Perhaps it’s the fear of letting others foray into what I built. Perhaps it’s an unwillingness to part with the characters. Either way, quite a few of these works are in the final stages of completion and will be cast out this upcoming year.

One of these works is tentatively titled Relinquishing Destiny. Evanescense has been playing during quite a few of the scenes. The song My Immortal helps set the tone I wanted to convey in this work, where the hero has spent centuries in anguish over his failure to protect his true love.

Determined to avenge her death, he accepts his fate as an immortal warrior and fights the demons threatening humanity. Centuries later, Jayson now finds himself numbly existing until he’s called on to protect a woman who reminds him of the love he lost.   

Excerpt:

Jayson lurked in the shadows even though the moon cast its pale light like an arrow, as if daring him to defy common sense and make his presence known. For once his nightly hunt wouldn’t end with a demon’s heart pumping its final breath within his hand. The quarry of the evening moved within the small garden atop her building with the ease of a fairy and the beauty of a goddess.

Fiery strands melded with sun-kissed cinnamon in a silent torture designed to awaken the few shards of humanity within his marrow. Each hue reignited memories of a life lived, a love lost yet again. Although the innocent female tending her small patch of existence would remember nothing of today—let alone the lifetime they’d shared—the compulsion to protect her had drawn him back from monotonous darkness.

The crisp air thickened with raw power and Jayson inhaled deep. So much for tending his curiosity alone. Gravel crunched beneath his general’s weight. The man had no qualms about risking his life for his men and no regard for how detrimental that sacrifice would be.

Imperator Balint was too important to lose.

“You shouldn’t be out alone. Until we find the rest of the hoard they’ll be out for your blood.” Jayson curled his fist around the hilt of the KA-BAR blade strapped to his side. The weapon would only piss off a demon if they attacked, but the few seconds of agitation would go a long way to summoning aid for Imperator Balint.

“Funny, I was about to say the same to you.” Balint crossed his arms. “Her name is Bettina Matthews.”

Her fingers trembled as she covered her plants and then disappeared into the warmth of the building. She had no business out in the sting of winter. If she was his in this lifetime he’d bundle her up beside a fire and…

She was not his. Bettina. The name didn’t suit her.

She’d always be Marcella. His Marcella.

“You shouldn’t be here, Jayson. A second wipe of her memory could cause irreparable harm.”

Her life’s breath still coated his lungs. His mind burned the taste of her sweet lips into his memories, a new torment for the long centuries ahead.

“No one will touch her.” Including him.

The finality punctuating his words wrought an uncomfortable tension as the Imperator beside him allowed the friendship they’d forged over centuries to take control of a fucked up situation. The demons had changed tactics.

“They’ve made it personal.”

“Killing one is easier than killing many.” Balint shrugged. “It’s only taken them how long to figure that out?”

“Why me?”

“You’re the second in command—the highest authority on the frontline no matter how many times I demand otherwise. You dare them to take you on in each skirmish. The Centurions you lead and their warriors have all expressed their concerns. The risks you take worry them.”

“You question my abilities?”

“I question your reasons, never your leadership.” Balint’s voice lowered. His words carved finality into Jayson’s soul. “Leave this place and her while you still can. It won’t get any easier later.”

The door thudded open behind them. Jayson pivoted and drew his weapon. Shock weighted his limbs as the wisp of feminine beauty enthralling him earlier trudged her way toward them.

Long, curly locks tumbled in errant disarray around slight shoulders. Full, lush lips thinned into chilled lines of frosty annoyance he tasted in her aura. Long eyelashes fluttered against the harsh wind as it whipped its warning to stay away. She shivered slightly and drew the thick coat around the curves his hands itched to expose.

Balint remained silent, as still as Jayson. How the hell had she sensed their presence. More importantly, why would she come?

“I didn’t save your life to have you die of exposure.” She unzipped her coat and withdrew a thermos. Hazel eyes flecked with gold widened as they raked over Balint and down to the container. “I’m afraid I didn’t bring an extra cup.”

A gloved hand held the offering out with determination. Although her body trembled Jayson could feel the sweltering awareness burgeoning between them. Her words settled in him, an acceptance that somehow they’d failed to wipe her memories.

“Since you insist on being out here, you could at least dress warmly.” The censure swept him into another lifetime—a time when he would’ve crawled through hell to appease the female before him.

His body hardened under her perusal. She took a deep breath and settled the container into the crook of his arm.

Balint cleared his throat and Jayson realized his common sense had shut down. He took the thermos and edged himself between her and the Imperator.

“You shouldn’t be up here,” he warned.

“You don’t scare me.” Her spine stiffened and her gaze darted upward until it locked with his.

He moved closer until the warmth of her breath fell on his neck. He inhaled vanilla. The scent ripped him back to another time and ruptured the scant distance between them with anguish.

She was not his. Not in this life.

Never again.

“Be terrified. Leave while you can Bettina Matthews.”

Her eyes widened but she remained still even though he leaned down until the air between them became a turbulent, warm wisp of rapture.  Her voice was a satin caress wrapping him in an inevitable tangle of duty and wanton hunger. “And if I don’t?”

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