Spark Bond Ruptured Excerpt
I'm doing final edits on Spark Bond Ruptured, third book in the series and thought I'd share with you an excerpt of Morgan and her new lover, Rye.
In this book, Morgan gets her reverse harem as she tries to return to the Fae Realm to reunite with Chaistolf. The Spark Bond has ruptured for both her and Chaistolf. Morgan has been through some serious trauma after her return to the Human Realm.
She meets a group of fae living in the Panhandle of Florida and invites them to a masquerade party she's hosting.
I turned and faced Rye. He reached behind my head, untied my mask and let it fall into the sand. I looked down, and he cupped my chin and tilted my head up as he came in for a slow and delicious kiss.
My stomach was a flutter as he learned my mouth, coaxing my lips gently, teasing the embers of desire with in me. I parted my mouth, inviting him to deepen the kiss, and he took my invitation immediately.
My skin was on fire, I needed more. My hands went to the hem of his kilt and traveled up the backs of his thighs to his bare ass. My question was answered immediately. He pulled back from our kiss and smiled at me like I was a large, juicy steak just waiting for him to take a savory bite.
He took my hands off his ass, and we began walking down the beach. I slipped my arm in his and he cleared his throat. “I have to ask, is this what you truly want?”
I stopped walking, and he turned to face me. “Rye, you know that I do but you also need to know, I am incapable of love. I can’t have a relationship with you.”
He nodded, “Because of Chaistolf.” I cringed, there it was. The ghost of Christmas past creeping in between us.
“Because I’m damaged. I am damaged to where Chais and I can never be together again. I can’t let anyone in or I might fall apart. I even hold back a bit from my own son.”
There, I’d said it and the truth of it hurt deeply and I’d just blown my chance for release with this male tonight. My pussy screamed in frustration and pouted.
I asked, “Do you want to go back to the party?”
He asked, “Do you?”
I shook my head, “No.”
He purred sexily. “What do you want Morgan?”
I was staring at his bare chest through the opening of his low cut shirt and whispered, “You.”
Leaning forward, I put my nose on his bare chest and inhaled his sweet scent. I then followed that with my tongue, curious to see if he tasted as good as he smelled. He did.
He put his arms around me and let out the breath he’d been holding, “Then you shall have me.”
Enormous hands cupped my face as he leaned down and brushed his lips across mine. Testing, teasing, coaxing me to take what he offered. It’s been a long time since I kissed a fae male. I’d forgotten how in tune they were with you. How the moment your body discovers what feels good at the moment, they are there casually satisfying your every desire. Never in a hurry and knowing exactly how to draw out the pleasure with just a sensual kiss.
Pulling back with a grin, he took my hand and led me to some covered lounge chairs in front of an old hotel that was under renovation. There was nobody around and I knew he’d sense someone come long before they saw us. He kissed me again. As unhurried as before, even as my need created urgency in me. My fingers dug into relaxed muscle as a quiet moan left my lips.
His hands found my ass under my dress. He smiled against my lips when he felt the lacy panties I had on. I focused on that wicked smile as he drew back and whispered devilishly. “These have got to go.”
He tucked a finger under them and followed them towards the front, pausing a moment between my legs but not parting me before he pulled them down. He followed them down, and I savored the feeling of his fiery breath fanning my pulsing flesh as I stepped out of them.
As he came back up to me, his hands traveled back up my thighs and his thumbs brushed my lower lips again and then withdrew. I shuttered with desire and he smiled that same wicked smile. “How long has it been for you?”
I shuttered again as his hands found my bustier and began unlacing it slowly, his smoldering gaze never leaving mine. My hands went to his shirt as I pulled it from his belt and then up over his head. I gave a lusty sigh before admitting, “Too long since it’s felt like this.”
More excerpts will follow... Spark Bond Ruptured is available for pre-order.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089ZL23BT
Catch up now, with Spark Bond Ignited
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07YQY9F4F
and Spark Bond Radiance.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
All books in this series will be available on Kindle Unlimited.
In this book, Morgan gets her reverse harem as she tries to return to the Fae Realm to reunite with Chaistolf. The Spark Bond has ruptured for both her and Chaistolf. Morgan has been through some serious trauma after her return to the Human Realm.
She meets a group of fae living in the Panhandle of Florida and invites them to a masquerade party she's hosting.
I turned and faced Rye. He reached behind my head, untied my mask and let it fall into the sand. I looked down, and he cupped my chin and tilted my head up as he came in for a slow and delicious kiss.
My stomach was a flutter as he learned my mouth, coaxing my lips gently, teasing the embers of desire with in me. I parted my mouth, inviting him to deepen the kiss, and he took my invitation immediately.
My skin was on fire, I needed more. My hands went to the hem of his kilt and traveled up the backs of his thighs to his bare ass. My question was answered immediately. He pulled back from our kiss and smiled at me like I was a large, juicy steak just waiting for him to take a savory bite.
He took my hands off his ass, and we began walking down the beach. I slipped my arm in his and he cleared his throat. “I have to ask, is this what you truly want?”
I stopped walking, and he turned to face me. “Rye, you know that I do but you also need to know, I am incapable of love. I can’t have a relationship with you.”
He nodded, “Because of Chaistolf.” I cringed, there it was. The ghost of Christmas past creeping in between us.
“Because I’m damaged. I am damaged to where Chais and I can never be together again. I can’t let anyone in or I might fall apart. I even hold back a bit from my own son.”
There, I’d said it and the truth of it hurt deeply and I’d just blown my chance for release with this male tonight. My pussy screamed in frustration and pouted.
I asked, “Do you want to go back to the party?”
He asked, “Do you?”
I shook my head, “No.”
He purred sexily. “What do you want Morgan?”
I was staring at his bare chest through the opening of his low cut shirt and whispered, “You.”
Leaning forward, I put my nose on his bare chest and inhaled his sweet scent. I then followed that with my tongue, curious to see if he tasted as good as he smelled. He did.
He put his arms around me and let out the breath he’d been holding, “Then you shall have me.”
Enormous hands cupped my face as he leaned down and brushed his lips across mine. Testing, teasing, coaxing me to take what he offered. It’s been a long time since I kissed a fae male. I’d forgotten how in tune they were with you. How the moment your body discovers what feels good at the moment, they are there casually satisfying your every desire. Never in a hurry and knowing exactly how to draw out the pleasure with just a sensual kiss.
Pulling back with a grin, he took my hand and led me to some covered lounge chairs in front of an old hotel that was under renovation. There was nobody around and I knew he’d sense someone come long before they saw us. He kissed me again. As unhurried as before, even as my need created urgency in me. My fingers dug into relaxed muscle as a quiet moan left my lips.
His hands found my ass under my dress. He smiled against my lips when he felt the lacy panties I had on. I focused on that wicked smile as he drew back and whispered devilishly. “These have got to go.”
He tucked a finger under them and followed them towards the front, pausing a moment between my legs but not parting me before he pulled them down. He followed them down, and I savored the feeling of his fiery breath fanning my pulsing flesh as I stepped out of them.
As he came back up to me, his hands traveled back up my thighs and his thumbs brushed my lower lips again and then withdrew. I shuttered with desire and he smiled that same wicked smile. “How long has it been for you?”
I shuttered again as his hands found my bustier and began unlacing it slowly, his smoldering gaze never leaving mine. My hands went to his shirt as I pulled it from his belt and then up over his head. I gave a lusty sigh before admitting, “Too long since it’s felt like this.”
More excerpts will follow... Spark Bond Ruptured is available for pre-order.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089ZL23BT
Catch up now, with Spark Bond Ignited
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07YQY9F4F
and Spark Bond Radiance.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08...
All books in this series will be available on Kindle Unlimited.
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