His bitten beloved turned Beast and murdered by a cold Hunter, Talen continues as a Gatherer. When a Bitten stirs his heart, moves his soul and ignites his blood, he fears a repeat of the past, but fate tightens his grip.
Liana longed for someone who would love all of her, plumpness included. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine something like the handsome boss her company stuck her with.
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Excerpt
He lowered her hand, held her palm over his heart and tilted his head. His gaze roved her beautiful face. “I will never deny love. Nor you.”
Her fingers caressed his chest. “You’re one of the gifted in that you still portray the traits of the living with warm flesh, a heartbeat, consumption and walks in the sun. Lift me to the counter and give me your word.”
Eager to oblige, Talen cupped her ass and effortlessly slid her up his body. “I will forever provide those gifts for you, my sweet.” The wrap of her legs around his waist welcomed, he set her on the counter and wedged his hips between her silky thighs. “You have my promise and my word.” He stared into her eyes while the bob of his shaft brushed across her succulent clit. “Please?”
The demanding hunger in his gaze countered by the gentle pleading of his voice, Mireille uttered a soft laugh. “You place such power over you in my hands yet wield the ability to overturn any choice I make with a simple look or caress.”
He framed her face with his hands and winked. “I hope such never changes.”
“You have my promise. Seal it with a kiss and take me.”
“With pleasure.” Talen claimed her mouth with intense passion and glided his tongue along hers with insatiable hunger. His body thrummed. He tugged down on her shoulders and slid her backside forward. A thrust between her fleshy thighs buried his unyielding hardness deep inside her snug passage. Hungry need pulsed through his veins. Raw inner velvet walls swallowed his entire cock. A backward fling of her head broke their kiss.
Mireille sucked in a breath. “Fill me, Talen.”
“You only need ask, my beloved.” He captured her face between his palms and adored her euphoric expression. His dynamic plunges heightened her until her body rocked with uncontrolled shudders.
She clutched his biceps. “Let me…breathe!”
Slowed sexual strokes, now deep and steady, granted Talen time to rein in his desire. “Anything you ask is yours, my lady.” His lips embraced hers in a brief, yet soft caress of love.
Mireille met his gaze. “You’re a good man, Talen.”
Her shifted hips coaxed and he needed no other invite. His dynamic plunge spread the walls of her pussy to accommodate his thick length.