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DEFEAT THE DARKNESS
Book 1 Hearts of DarknessBy Eliza March
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~~Although she
smelled sweet, enticing, and tasted like something he’d longed for all his
life, he knew her flavor wasn’t real. Everything about her was an illusion she
created to seduce him.
He cringed when
she pressed her breasts to his chest and her nipples pebbled and hardened, her
arousal evident. She brushed them against his skin and ran her nails down his
hips. He cursed beneath his breath.
Against his
will, his erection rose, lifting proudly, and his will diminished.
He refused to
respond when her hands clasped his hips and ground her mound against him. He
pulled away and cupped himself to assuage the growing pressure. She stepped
back and her sooty lashes lowered, watching him struggle. Her lips lifted in a
curl, smiling as his body reacted to her despite the battle he fought with
himself.
Without a word
from her, the jaguar guards left them alone. Amyra stepped back allowing the
dress she wore to slip from her shoulders to the cave floor.
Kyle couldn’t
look away. Her body was sexy and voluptuous when covered in black silk, but
naked, she was every man’s wet dream. The idea made him harder in spite of his
defiance.
Standing before
him with her skin glowing in the dark, there was no denying her beauty—her
high, full breasts had large areolas and distinct nipples. Her waist was so
narrow he could span it with his hands, and her hips were so round and lush a
man could sink between her thighs and ride her forever.
He imagined what
it would be like to kiss those nipples drawing them deep into his mouth, and
sucking until they were long and sensitive, until she trembled beneath him.
Her hands moved
to touch herself between her legs, and his gaze dropped to the tight dark curls
covering her mound. She spread her legs a little wider so he could see how
aroused she was. She was swollen and engorged, the pink nub evident, wet and
shiny, peaking through her folds. She was perfection in the form of a woman,
and she wanted something from him.
As if he’d been
forced to look up, he lifted his eyes and met hers, unable to tear his gaze
away. Could she read his thoughts? Did he dare anger her?
His body
obviously wanted hers, but she wasn’t Shelby. She wasn’t the woman he truly
wanted, and yet he couldn’t stop his physical reaction. What he could do was
make sure this woman knew how much he cared for Shelby. He would do nothing of
his own free will.
Amyra stepped
forward until they were skin to skin. Her touch further weakened his resolve,
forcing him in some way to succumb to her mighty power. He palmed one rounded
breast, weighing it in his hand. He thumbed her nipple and watched her
reaction. The sound of pleasure when she gasped seemed real enough, and his
body responded to the scent of her desire. Her lust smelled stronger and more
enticing than he’d ever experienced before.
His jaguar
senses must have enhanced his human ones. What other jaguar powers did he have?
The one bombarding him was his jaguar’s lust.
She drew him in,
touched his erection, and beguiled him. Then, as she laughed, she wrapped
herself around him like a boa constrictor and took the vein at his throat.
Kyle entered the
empty labyrinth of her mind, experiencing the horror he’d been fighting since
his attack. He saw what was in store for him—what she would do to Julian and
his family if he didn’t cooperate—what she would do to Shelby if he ever tried
to escape.
She was
determined he would survive, and then he would be hers—body and soul.
Suddenly, that
concept was more frightening than death. He would rather die than exist that
way. Then he thought of his family and Shelby. With greater conviction to find
an escape, he decided he couldn’t give up without even trying to fight her.
Pain shot through
him as if his heart had been twisted within his chest. She was reading his
thoughts as she fed from him. He would have to be more cautious in the future.
An anxious sense of doom replaced the blood he was losing, filling him with
dread before he blacked out.
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