Reviews are out for Desires of a Dark Lord!

ARCs (advanced reading copies) of Desires of a Dark Lord were emailed to bloggers a few weeks ago. Yes, these are copies sent to the bloggers before the book is actually released, so no hate mail, okay? :P

Well, the bloggers have spoken! Visit their sites (listed below) to see what they thought about the story.

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Sneak Peek at Desires of a Dark Lord!

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Most of you know, I'm an avid music fan and often write to a specific list of songs for a particular book. Want to see what inspired this story? Stop by and find out. While you're there, read an excerpt from Desires of a Dark Lord and comment with your answer to my question (listed in the post) for your chance to win an Ebook copy of the story.

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An Interview with Dante from Blood Moon and Contest!

Happy Fall, Y'all!

Lots going on this month as I prepare Desires of a Dark Lord for submission to a new publisher. Keep your fingers crossed that they find Ronan impressive enough to issue me a shiny new contract. I'll keep you all posted as to the details once I submit.

In other news, Dante from Blood Moon is being interviewed at Bitten By Paranormal Romance on October 25th. As I wrap up the interview, I was curious if there were any readers who might be interested in asking Dante a question. I have the opportunity to make this REALLY interesting.

So what do you say? Is there anything YOU want to ask the vampire god? If your question is selected, there's a prize and some swag coming your way! Simply respond to this post on my blog with the question you'd like to ask Dante and you're entered to win!

Contest ends September 10, 2012. I leave you with my vision of Dante. Try your HARDEST not to drool all over your keyboards. Enjoy!

Blood Moon now available for Kindle!

I'm thrilled to announced that Blood Moon is officially available for Kindle exclusively at Amazon.com!

That's right! if you've been dying to get your hands on Dante's story, but aren't keen about print format, you don't have to wait any longer. Satisfy your thirst for more of the Mythic series and download Blood Moon today!

Don't forget to check out the various opportunities listed on the blog to win a PDF copy of Blood Moon. Also, the review drawing continues! That's right, read and review either Mythic or Blood Moon on Amazon, Goodreads, or BOTH. Come back to the blog and post a comment with the links to the reviews HERE, and you're entered to win an autographed paperback of BOTH Mythic and Blood Moon (with some pretty cool swag). Have a great weekend!

Want to win autographed print copies of Mythic AND Blood Moon?

Happy Independence Day to all of my fellow Americans!

As you may know, Mythic (book one of the Mythic Series) is available as a FREE download for Kindle users until Saturday!

With the free download in mind, I have an offer for all of you taking advantage of the promotion.For those of you who review Mythic (or Blood Moon) from today until the end of July will be entered to win autographed print copies of BOTH Mythic and Blood Moon. That's right...one winner will win BOTH novels. No worries, I'll include a slew of other goodies, but thought the books might entice you to read and review!

The rules: Read and review Mythic or Blood Moon and place said review on review sites such as Amazon and Goodreads. Once the review is posted, paste the link(s) here on my blog with your name and a valid email address (so I can contact you if you've won the prize). On July 31st I'll choose a winner (at random) to receive the novels.

Hope you enjoy the read!

Sex Scene Saturday - Round Two!

Happy Saturday!

It's round two of the author blog event, 'Sex Scene Saturday'! Remember to check out the other authors I've listed below for an additional peek at some amazing work that's sure to spice up your weekend!

I encourage you to comment on the excerpt I'm about to post (be sure to include your email address) as I'll choose one winner each week to receive a digital copy of the full-length story. Not too bad, huh? At the conclusion of the event (round 4), I'll have something special for the winning commenter. You'll  want to stick around to see what I have in store!

Without further delay, here's another excerpt from my novel, MYTHIC...

Gianna Marino and Mattias Vitale entered his penthouse on the highest level of the building. He led her to his bedchamber, and allowed her to enter first. Gianna stared at his bed, having second thoughts. When she turned to face him, he’d already removed his shirt. He didn’t waste any time. She cast a slow, hot gaze and knew she was a goner, but continued to play the game.

God, she’d dreamed of gripping those broad shoulders. Every single detail of his body bulged with perfection exactly where necessary. And the art, hugging his entire right side, from his neck to his hip was simply delicious.

Her heart raced. She nearly salivated. Damn, the man was ripped and she wanted to trace the detail of his tattoo with her tongue. She was hot all over, dripping with arousal. Shit. She wanted him.

Actually, it wasn’t him she wanted. No, it could be anyone with that body, charm, and hint of diabolic aura. Yeah right. She was done for.

She thought of this moment too often. His muscular build pressed against hers, her resistance dwindling as she grew weak, unable to hold back when she reached the breaking point, begging him to take her and do what he wished. But he’s a coward, a murderer. Isn’t he? Why? Why did he have to live up to her fantastical expectation?

Relax. You’re just using him and that delectable body.

There he stood, in a position meant to seduce, to overpower. He looked deep into her eyes with a ravishing glare that made her knees weak and smirked in spite of himself, curling one corner of his lip into an evil grin. “We’ll eventually end up in the bed.”

She cocked an eyebrow. “Eventually?”

Just then, he kissed her so fiercely that her head spun in a passionate haze. Moaning at the taste of him, she tried to put forth the effort of a struggle but felt herself being pulled in, beginning to lose control. Secretly, she loved the taste of the alcohol on his breath. It drove her mad as her tongue longed for the flavor.

He lifted her against the wall and bound her hands with his own, pinning her with his body. Locked. Trapped. Foreplay. Who had the upper hand in their game of seduction? The roles began to blur. He released her hands. But before he lowered her to her feet, she’d removed his belt and unfastened the button on his black pants.

She pulled him close, placing her hands on his back. Not a single inch of him was soft. Duly noted when he pressed his lips to hers as he unzipped her dress. The garment floated to the floor, revealing the sexy black lace underneath. They were both breathing heavily.

“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” he panted.

She smiled, hoping to keep her wits about her. “And you’ve been patient.”

He leaned his forehead against hers, towering over her with a six inch advantage. “I want you so badly Gianna, you do realize I could hurt you.”

She tugged at his unbuttoned pants, an aggressive move on her part. “I’m hoping that you do.”

“It will be difficult to use restraint. You have no idea what you do to me.”

“Show me.”

He leaned in for another heated lip lock before she interrupted. “First, I have one condition.”

He sighed. “Of course you do…what is it?”

“No biting. Not tonight.”

His eyes widened and he backed away to meet her gaze. “You have got to be kidding!”

Didn’t she? To expect this sort of control when all he wanted to do was lose it? If she hadn’t made him  wait  so  long  he  could  almost  guarantee  his  resistance,  but  he  hoped  she’d  reconsider.  He imagined her blood tasted as good as her body, but if he couldn’t have both, right now, he’d settle for one. He’d have her blood later. She would eventually beg him to taste her. He was that sure of himself.

Gianna knew this was his greatest challenge but she needed something over him, something that could keep him under control, her control, until the time came to play her ace. She knew that asking was nothing short of cruelty, but took her chances and made the request. Hell, if he was as good a lover as he was a cunning, lying, killer, she might offer herself to him on a platter. “Not kidding. Can you control yourself for me? I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

He leaned into her, pressing his rock-hard erection into her hip. “You don’t make things easy, Gianna.”

“Baby, nothing worthwhile is easy, but if you don’t agree I’ll understand. We can always wait for another—”

“No. No more waiting. Too long have I watched you, wanted you while not being able to touch you. It has been nothing short of excruciating and I’m through with it.

“I guess we have a deal, then?”

He never answered. He took hold of her with a fervent kiss. She almost felt guilty for making him feel this way.

Do I want to be with him?

It was debatable. He exuded undeniable sex appeal. But she knew her reasons for engaging in this situation. She wanted to forget Nicholas, trying to heal her broken, beating heart, and all because she desired to be closer to him. She wanted to erase him from memory as if she wasn’t partly responsible for giving him the green light. Now she’d seduce Mattias to fill the void in a moment of desperate contact.

After savoring every inch of her lips, Mattias reached her neck and collarbone. He tilted her neck and slowly licked the area where he’d typically sink his sharp teeth. There was something to be said for anticipation as he felt a shiver through her body by simply touching the forbidden area, teasing it by testing the boundaries. Then he kissed the same area and grazed ever so lightly with his fangs. He earned a sound of approval.

Deliberately disobedient, he turned her on. She was primed and ready. “Are you going to violate the terms of our deal, Mattias?”

His body pressed against hers, his breathing ragged. “I should. Really, I should. I want to taste you and drain you of every last drop but I think I’ll give it a few more minutes. That’s how long it should take until I have you begging.” His confidence made her ache in every place that was distinctly female, making her so damn hot.

He felt the blood rushing through her veins as he ran his tongue over her warm flesh. Only a thin layer of skin separated his life force from hers, and the thought nearly caused him to lose his sense of reasoning. He could taste the sweetness through her skin and smell the blood on her breath. The distinct sound of her tripled heartbeat confirmed her fading inhibitions. Once he was inside her, she’d want it. It was only a matter of time before he would bind himself to her and her to him. Just one bite and I’ll have everything. Power, a kingdom and a queen.

His cool touch ignited her lust as he raised Gianna’s toned legs, wrapping them around his waist. He lifted her to the bed and managed to shed the remaining lace garments from her body. He appraised her with a stare that burned. Then he grinned and proceeded with a penetrating kiss.

He held her so tightly that she thought she’d choke on elation. His naked body was exactly how she imagined all the way down to his substantial erection. She swore her eyes bugged at the size of him, but he didn’t seem to notice. Listening to his low growls of victory, she traced the planes of his back with the tips of her fingers, earning an ecstatic groan. She’d passed the point of no return. It was impossible to end things now.

Drunk. She was drunk on the aroma. His scent, a provocative hint of amber and woods, compared to rolling around naked amidst crisp autumn foliage. His hands migrated all over her body and she lost track of his movement. He caressed her hip, teased the deep valley of her breasts, and tangled himself in her honeysuckle-infused locks. Ten fingers pulling, demanding. Fuck. He was right. And no, she didn’t care who he was or what he’d done.

Hard kisses crawled higher and she made an offering, a pulsating temptation. She tilted her neck further...further, felt the warmth of his proximity and braced herself with bated breath. Ringing. The chimes of victory, warning bells? No.

His cell phone rang.

Saved by the glorious sound of modern technology, their intimacy interrupted. In a flash, the phone was in his hand.

“What the hell did I tell him?” he sneered.

“What is it Dante? Someone had better be dying.” He paused.

“He’s on the move? So, bring him in. …Why do you need me?” Another pause. "Fine, I’ll be right there.”

Mattias ended his call with a slam of his phone, less than thrilled. But as luck would have it, either by coincidence or in a fit of jealousy, Dante saved her.

Mattias sighed in dismay. “I have to handle something. I won’t be long. Promise me you’ll be right here when I return because I am not finished with you. In fact, I hope you don’t have anything planned for this evening because you’ll be busy warming my bed.”

She pouted, firing his libido. “I’ll do my best. In the meantime, let me give you something to come back to.”

She pulled him on top of her, kissing him passionately. Nothing compared to the way his tongue worked hers. Grasping his shoulders, she spread her thighs, allowing his painful erection to caress the warmth between them, and he growled at the contact. As much as she tried to convince herself that she was teasing him, she wanted it, silently begging him to penetrate and ease the aching. “Stay with me Mattias. I need to feel your strength inside me.”

He trailed his way down her fit body until he stood at the foot of the bed and aggressively pulled her hips to the edge to meet his. He stepped back for a moment to admire the one woman he wanted with every part of his being. He was in awe of her beauty. Every inch of her was bare to him now and she was a goddess, his goddess. She alone could be his eternal bliss or his ultimate ruin. Tonight he intended to show her just how much she was missing. Upon his return, there would be no interruptions, no abrupt reason for either one of them to part ways.

Mattias leaned over Gianna and, with his hands, eased his way into the flesh where she yearned for him. Amazed by how primed she was, he wanted her more than anything, even power. He inserted two fingers deep inside of her and she screamed in ecstasy. His erection grew more painful as he thrust his hand deeper, watching her face, throwing her head back as he pleased her. She looked down at him with starvation in her eyes when he withdrew and licked his wet fingers with a murmur of approval.

“Mmm.” His eyes pierced hers. “Even better than I thought.”

His phone rang again.

“Damn it! Please tell me this is someone’s idea of a sick fucking joke. Someone will pay…dearly.”

“Mattias please don’t go. I can’t wait. I need you.” She wanted this now before she lost her nerve.

“Baby you know that I wouldn’t leave this,” his eyes swept over her, “unless it was important.”

“Oh this is so cruel, Mattias.” She balled her hands into fists and took her anger out on the mattress.

“Now you know how I feel on a daily basis. I’ve been walking around for over a year with a constant hard on that you caused, but trust me baby, this is hurting me far worse than it’s hurting you.”

She looked down at his huge erection with wide hungry eyes. “You know, I can take care of that for you.”

She lowered her gaze and smiled at both the impressive specimen and the meticulous grooming habit. She pulled him close, pushed him onto the bed, and lowered her mouth to his shaft. Suction increased as she covered him, sliding from root to tip. Although unexpected, she enjoyed the salty taste of him, the velvet feel of his cock on her tongue, and it felt too good to play with fire. He cupped her head as she worked him and moaned with such guttural agony, unlike any sound she’d ever heard.

****

God, she was talented as she continued to take more of him. The way her tongue teased, left him balling the sheets in his fists to fight back the urge to release over a year of frustration. So close. Oh yes, Dante would pay for this!

Mattias reluctantly withdrew from her. Confused, she looked at him. “What’s wrong Mattias?”

“I’ll tell you what’s wrong, I’m hard, you’re wet, and we’re still teasing each other. It’s torture, Gianna.”

“Well, what do you suggest?”

He wanted her and didn’t want to wait any longer. But he knew his time was limited due to Dante’s urgency, and he wanted no intrusions. Mattias wanted to take his time, for the moment to be perfect and he would in fact, turn her tonight, with or without her permission. Consequences be damned.

“We’ll resume this when I return. In the meantime, I want you to conserve your energy...because baby, I promise you’re going to need it.”

He stood and dressed himself quickly while taking the time to admire what he was leaving. He shook his head in disbelief that he finally had her in his bed and was being called away. Dante could handle the urgent situation on his own while Mattias indulging himself with Gianna. But if he wanted things dealt with correctly and didn’t want to appear weak, he needed to be the one to see it through.

Fully dressed, he crawled on top of her and claimed her mouth. Gianna pulled back, slightly.

“Isn’t there anything I can do to convince you to stay with me?” She reached her hand inside his pants and cupped him.

He growled at her expert touch. “You’re relentless.”

“Yes and don’t you just love it?”

“More than you’ll ever know.”

He kissed her deeply as she played with him. “I have to…go. I promise…won’t be long.” He delivered one more scalding kiss and had a sinking feeling he was going to regret leaving her as he exited the room.

Mythic is available at:

Amazon (Paperback)
Amazon (Kindle/ebook)
All Romance (ebook)

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Stacey Kennedy

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Sex Scene Saturday

Hey All!

Do I have a treat for you! I've joined a talented group of authors in a blogging event called 'Sex Scene Saturday'.

Every Saturday for 4 weeks (May 12th - June 2nd), I'll be posting a sex scene from one of my current novels. Then I'll provide links to other authors in the group for you to visit their blogs and enjoy the scenes they've posted.

Want to sweeten the deal? For each scene I post, I'll be giving away a digital copy of the full-length novel to one commenter. That's one winner each week! Don't forget to post your email addresses so I can notify the winners.

So, let's begin the event with a HOT scene from my debut novel, MYTHIC...

Nicholas Sutton inhaled long, savoring breaths. The aroma of Gianna Marino's blood caught his attention and led him to the familiar set of double doors at the end of the hall. He didn’t bother knocking. He didn’t want to disturb her slumber. Instead, he opened the door to a dark room. Heavy drapes danced in the cool, damp breeze as Gianna slept on a bed of black satin. The black marble floor reflected every inch of light, which made it look more like a celestial observatory than a bedroom.

Relieved by her state of unconsciousness, Nicholas ran his hand across the soft material of the duvet. It didn’t seem possible but Gianna was even more beautiful when she slept. She looked like a goddess—the personification of perfection, one that he’d stop at nothing to protect. He shuddered, fighting the connection. But he’d never felt more alive and he’d forfeit his life for her, a stranger. Yet if he lost her to death, he’d be destroyed.

Leave. Leave now! If Mattias knew of Nicholas’s presence here, he’d want blood and he couldn’t risk hers. He would never allow Mattias the opportunity to consume her. He couldn’t imagine her under the influence of someone so evil, losing her forever. Nicholas fought against emotions he hadn’t felt in ages. Watching the pattern of her relaxed breaths while she slept, he reached out and gently touched Gianna’s face. She exhaled what sounded like a sigh of relief. She woke suddenly. “You’re leaving.”

“I have to…but before I do, I wanted to thank you for… everything.”

“It’s was my pleasure…really. I’m not surprised though, I knew you’d leave eventually.”

“Please don’t misunderstand, Gianna. I don’t want to leave but I have a responsibility to my family and it’s best for your protection. I will not be the cause of your extinction.”

“I don’t need protection, Nicholas. I’m not one of those knight-in-shining-armor types that need saving. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself.”

“I know.” It was one of her most endearing qualities.

“Look, I know we’ve only known each other for a short time but I can’t help but feel this unexplainable sense of security with you, safer than I’ve felt in a long time.”

Nicholas trembled, betraying the feelings he hoped to conceal. But when she confirmed that hers were mutual, it weakened his will. She looked to him for a reaction. Part of him wanted to devour every inch of her delectable body, slowly, until sunset. The other part couldn’t fight the desire to be with her and see the world through her eyes. He closed his eyes tight. In his mind, the voice of reason screamed, telling him to leave her without threat. But the man that fought to remain a part of him wanted more, so much more. He drifted off into thought and after a moment of silence, she touched his hand, bringing him back to her, exactly where he wanted to be.

“Hey, it’s all right.”

“No it’s not all right. I never planned to—”

Gianna reached forward, cupped her hand around the nape of his neck and pulled him to her lips. She kissed him so deeply that he could taste her blood through her lips. She couldn’t contain her feelings any longer.

God, she loved how he tasted, forbidden. A spicy mix of masculinity wafted through the air. He smelled of sandalwood with a hint of evergreen. The heady concoction unlocked the moisture coating the all too sensitive area between her legs that begged for his touch. She felt his will weakening, he didn’t have the desire or strength to end this, and she no longer wanted to be alone.

Nicholas pulled Gianna close, her arms locked around his neck. Little did she know, he wanted this moment more than Mattias’s pardon. His cock hardened as her lips moved across his, carefully avoiding his fangs. Each time she came close to his teeth he moaned in anticipation, balling his hands into fists. Dear, God.

He silently begged for a flick of her tongue across his elongated fang, the sensation pleasantly agonizing. He unbuttoned her satin chemise that matched her linens, revealing a near perfect silhouette. He ran his hand up the entire side of her body as though trying to study the contour to brand her shape into memory.

Nicholas claimed her mouth, listening attentively to her racing pulse. He slowly reached his hand beneath her hair, under her ear, to the nape of her neck and felt her temperature rising. Her body, incredibly warm against his, shivered at his frigid touch. He wanted to consume every part of her and bathe in the scent of humanity that flowed through her veins as she enveloped his body, his mind, his...heart.

Danger presented itself by simply walking into this room. He intended to make love to her. They both wanted it and he was through denying his part. This was the kind of intimacy she deserved as though it was the last time they’d ever see each other. He wanted her to know how he felt and would continue to feel for all eternity.

Gianna understood that their contact could end with grave consequences. He could drain every last drop of her blood and leave her to whatever fate was waiting, or tear her to shreds without warning.

Do it and put me out of my misery. But let the ecstasy from your touch be the last thing I feel. She pulled away from his lips, panting, as he stared longingly at hers, aching to taste them. “Make love to me Nicholas…please.”

“God, I want nothing more.”

Permission granted. With a seductive glare, he kissed her hard like a cursed man who, for but a moment, tasted salvation. He moved slowly with his hand, creating a torturous path leading beneath the waistband of her black panties. His eyes never left hers as he separated the warm flesh that conveyed  only  a  hint  of  hair.  Then,  his  fingers  traveled  the  length  of  her  heat  when  he  smiled devilishly in surprise of how wet and ready she was for him.

She moaned at his touch that brought her to life and encouraged him to explore, grinding against him. Having long forgotten how it felt to be impatient with a lover brought the reminder of need, of wanting someone so badly that the ache grew into hunger, starvation. She was about to burst at the seams.

Now he wanted her. He needed to be inside of her with a madness so profound he was sure he’d die. Gianna bent her leg at the knee as he removed her panties, dragging the garment from her hips to her ankles until she was bare to him. He paused for a moment, looked at her from head to toe and back again before his eyes met hers. “You have to be the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen.”

Evidently touched by his words, she sat up to meet him and delivered a kiss so sweet, he swore his heart fluttered with life. Still wearing his pants that were only unbuttoned due to their impatience, she reached for them. Breathless from the anticipation, Nicholas was at the brink of insanity. “Gianna, touch me baby. I want to feel your hands all over me.”

Gianna pulled the belt from the loops of his pants, and tossed it to the floor. Losing herself in the moment, she tugged at the button on his pants, unable to peel the clothes from him fast enough. His eagerness proved he shared her enthusiasm. Each piece of clothing shed, gifted an arousing surprise. Every inch of him displayed perfection. Before she stripped him completely naked, she paused and rose to her knees while he stood at the foot of the bed. She ran her hand down from his collarbone, over the detail of his pectoral muscles, down his washboard abdomen and gently slid her hand inside his pants.

Reaching down through the soft, short hairs, she closed her fingers around him where he ached, throbbing at her touch. As she stroked him, he closed his eyes and whimpered in satisfaction. He loved the way she touched him as though she’d been waiting for him for centuries. Her hands felt like heaven on his skin, which only made him harder and seeping—famished. She shed what remained of his clothing, allowing it to fall to the floor.

Finally, when Gianna had him bare, in all of his glory, she sat back on the bed, admiring the complete picture before her. She exhaled a sharp, wicked breath and bit her lower lip with the tease of a vixen as her eyes met the length of him. Oh yes, he was impressive. His chiseled upper body was that of a god with immaculate pectorals and six-pack abs. A light trail of dark hair rested just below his naval that led the way to his jaw-dropping erection. She knew that he’d be gorgeous beneath that suit, but she wasn’t expecting—that.

Nicholas stood at the foot of the bed and gently pushed Gianna down onto mattress. He met her lips and kissed her with a fierce desire while his hand delved into the warm, moist skin that begged to be touched. He did the most wicked things with his fingers and his eyes never left her face, watching her expressions closely as his touch sent waves of pleasure tearing through her.

Gianna threw her head back and cried out in sweet bliss as he lowered himself to replace his fingers  with  his  mouth.  He  growled,  low  in  his  throat  at  the  taste  of  her,  the  sweetness  of  her femininity even better than he’d imagined. With a firm grasp, he held her hips as a means of control. He paused. “Do you have any idea how good you taste? I could be here all day, licking every inch of your body until I can taste you in my dreams.”

God, she was so turned on by his words. Chills ran the length of her at the sensation of his cool touch between her legs, replaced by sinful pleasure, his for the taking. She sensed herself growing wetter still, combing her fingers through his hair while he tortured her. She was losing herself in the feel of his skillful mouth. So hot. So close. She bit into the heel of her palm. “Oh…Nicholas!” she cried out.

Nicholas delivered a long slow lick before she tensed, shuddering from orgasm. He kissed a trail up her stomach and continued to dominate. God, he enjoyed watching her come for him. He took pride in her obvious gratification. But he wanted more. He needed more.

Her body begged for his entry and he was eager to comply. “I need to be inside you Gianna. I want to feel your legs wrapped around me the next time I make you come.”

Nicholas suckled her taut nipple and paid equal attention to the other, while reaching his hand between her legs to spread them wide. With a single thrust he dove inside her and snapped his head back, moaning in ecstasy at a meaningful connection. She was more than a warm body. Gianna arched her body to guide him deeper while she wrapped her legs around his waist. His control diminished with each thrust against her hips. He’d never felt anything so good, so right and he wanted blood, her blood.

Gianna panted and pulled him close. “It’s okay Nicholas. You don’t have to be gentle. I promise you, I won’t break.”

He quickened his thrusts, couldn’t help being shameless. But he felt the human in her and the sight of  her body, naked beneath his, was almost  more than he could take. His fangs made  an untimely appearance and he didn’t bother to conceal them.

She met his gaze and witnessed the extent of his lust but she didn’t stop at the sight of his fangs. No, she met him thrust for thrust.

Nicholas was lost in the feel. His mind spun. Hazy. Yours. Take her!

He ran his hands over her breasts, kneading in time with his hips and she climaxed, screaming his name. When he heard the sheer bliss of his name on her lips resulting from the wave of pleasure, he met his own almighty release, an expulsion of lust and conflicting emotion. Tremors. His body shuddered, but not because of the act. Unlike past encounters, this one wasn’t meaningless.

Their sexual appetites satisfied, Nicholas held Gianna tight, naked in his arms. He was embarrassed. His bloodlust was tested and he’d almost failed. “Gianna, I’m sorry, my control, I almost—”

She interrupted by placing her finger against his lips. “Shh…it was perfect.”

Perfect, yes. He pulled her close and showered her with soft kisses until she fell limp as she succumbed to the inevitable sleep that she’d been so desperate to fight. He’d treasure this perfect moment for as long as he lived, for it would be etched into memory for all eternity. 

Mythic is available at:

Amazon (Kindle/ebook version)

Amazon (Print version)

All Romance (ebook version)

Check out other 'Sex Scene Saturday' Authors:

Jennifer Armintrout

Stella Price

Tilly Greene

Diana DeRicci

Jessa Slade