A Demon's Kiss
A Demon's Kiss
Series Soul Collector: Book 1
Heat Rating 3
Released 2010-10-15
Word Count 5222
Keywords reaper, erotic, paranormal, historical, demon, sable grey, erotika romance, erotika for women, erotic romance, erotic, m/f, romance, lust, lovers, erotica, contemporary
ISBN 978-1-926771-91-5
Disclaimer/Notice/Warning
Price :$1.99
Everything Patricia knew about Jack was pulled out from under her. Now she must decide if the heat between them can survive the demonic truth.
Patricia Weaver has always loved Jack Avery, but when she finds out he’s a soul-collecting demon, everything changes. Drawn to him despite the darkness that surrounds who and what he is, Patricia finds herself swept away by his sexual heat but in the end must decide if she can accept and love him...talons and all.
"This kiss that makes a person forget—how do you make them only forget you’re a demon and not other things?" she asked.
"It depends on how deeply I kiss the person. They have to want to forget so it opens that part of their memory up. Because I can hear thoughts, I know when that one is gone from the mind. Once it’s gone, the kiss ends." He walked around the counter and back to the stove, where he added another piece of firewood.
Patricia licked her lips. She wasn’t sure she believed him about the kiss. She moved toward him, and when he turned, a look of surprise swept across his face at having her so close to him. She licked her lips again, then leaned up on her toes and pressed her lips to his. Every fantasy she’d ever had about him found her in those few moments against his soft, warm mouth. He tasted like peppermint.
As she leaned back, she found him rigid and just staring at her. Perhaps she’d not kissed him long enough. This time she placed her hands on either side of his face and parted her lips over his when she kissed him again.
He made a noise that was half growl and half groan, and when he spoke, his words sounded choked. "A demon’s kiss. I have to be in demon form for it to work." Those words barely registered in Patricia’s brain. Instead she was thinking of how soft his lips really were, of that sweet taste when she licked at them, of his warm breath against her lips.
She jerked back from his mouth as realization of what he’d said settled around her thoughts. "Oh!" What was wrong with her? But just telling herself that he was a demon no longer scattered her heated thoughts. Even now, through her shame, she was aware of the pinpricks of sensation that warmed her skin and the ache that knotted in her stomach.
He stood rigid, hands opening and closing at his sides as he stared down at her. His jaw clenched slightly as she placed her hand on his chest where she could feel his heart thumping. He was visibly affected by her. And she was most definitely affected by him.
"Demons must have some kind of sexual power, because I don’t know what’s come over me." She dropped her hands to her stomach. "Please tell me you are manipulating me to behave in this manner."
"I’m not doing a damned thing," he murmured, "yet."
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