Excerpt #3- steamiest
“Do not boast about that dagger.” He shook his head, clearly frustrated. “Not until we know more about it.” His gaze raked over her and his brows furrowed. “And never imply you have fighting skills until you actually have them. Not among the Ancients and Múspellsheimr dragons and especially not among your enemy.”
“I can fight,” she defended. “You saw that firsthand.”
“I also saw how quickly you were subdued.” His gaze narrowed, and his tone turned mildly threatening. Just enough to get his point across. “Whatever happens as we go forward, know that I’ll end you quickly if you put my people at risk.” His gaze narrowed further still. “And I’ll do it even if our dragons mate.”
“And here I thought that would be next to impossible,” she ground out. “Yet you make it sound easy enough.”
Rather than back down, she felt a familiar sense of defiance. As though she might have argued with him before in a life slowly but surely coming back to her.
Unafraid of him, or death for that matter, she grabbed his wrist and slammed the hilt of Loki’s dagger, as she called it, into his open palm. “Do it then,” she taunted, coming as nose to nose with him as she was capable of at her height. “Finish it now because I won’t be threatened, and I sure as hell won’t be brought to heel.”
“Are you sure, little dragon?” he replied softly. Too softly. His pupils flared. “Because I think you will be,” he taunted, switching gears, “and it won’t be by my blade.”
Changing his game, coming at her in a way that weakened her defenses, the corner of his mouth curled up ever-so-slightly, and he took the dagger. Slow, like a lion stalking its prey, he slid the blade back into its sheath, wrapped his hand into her hair, and walked her back until she hit the wall.
“This is what you want, is it not?” He came close, so close she could feel his heat. The burn of his rock-hard shaft against her belly. “Not death, not yet, but…”
Her dragon melted, liquefied, drowned in his gaze, temped beyond reason, but her human half wasn’t ready for him to have his way quite yet. To give him all the control. Because she would eventually. She’d relinquish every last bit when the time was right.
Until then, she’d hold her ground.
So she came up hard and swift with her knee. He chuckled and deflected before he had her against the wall, her back to his front.
“I think I’ll enjoy your internal struggle,” he murmured in her ear. His hot breath fanned her neck. “You feel it, yes? How what’s left of your former dominant goddess craves to submit? To revel in the freedom I can give her from all the obligations she once carried?” When he nipped her earlobe, she swore she purred. “I’ll show you just how free you can be, Destiny. Just how much you can finally let go.”
She stilled at his dangerous promise. How it made her feel. Something deep down inside thrilled at the idea. Welcomed it where she never could before. She wanted to lose herself in the escape he offered. The wicked, sinful delights she’d never indulged in.
When his hand inched along her thigh toward the throbbing flesh between her legs, she nearly gave in. Let him show her what it could be like. Would be like. Because he was fully capable. Eager. Designed to pleasure her. Make her scream. Dominate her until she lost all sense of the mental weight she’d carried.
But not yet.
Not until they figured out how to save his people.
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Sky Purington is the bestselling author of over fifty novels and novellas. A New Englander born and bred who recently moved to Virginia, Purington married her hero, has an amazing son who inspires her daily and two ultra-lovable husky shepherd mixes. Passionate for variety, Sky’s vivid imagination spans several romance genres, including historical, time travel, paranormal, fantasy and erotica. Expect steamy stories teeming with protective alpha heroes and strong-minded heroines.
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