This six comes from the adult paranormal romance I’m writing called: Bonded. Thanks for reading, I appreciate your comments and feedback. Hope you enjoy this weeks six 🙂
“You think I’m evil–wow, you really are a self-righteous bastard, aren’t you?” she accused as she tried to pull away, but Silas wouldn’t let her go.
“You aren’t evil, Emily…”
“Well how do you know?” she challenged. “I hope you can rest with one eye open, cuz I might just slit your throat while you sleep.”
He couldn’t resist the soft chuckle that escaped his lips. The idea that this small, fragile female could be a threat to him was an amusing concept.
This week’s six comes from the paranormal romance I’m currently writing: Bonded. Thanks for reading my six and leaving your comments. The feedback is much appreciated 🙂
“What do you want me to do, Silas, spit in my hand so we can shake on it? Kind of a moot point if you ask me, considering what you did to me last night!”
Surprise lit across his face, followed by a hunger that sent a rush of goose bump up her arms and a burning heat into the pit of her stomach. His top lip curled back in a sneer, revealing a healthy set of fangs that made the skin on the side of her neck tingle where they’d grazed her throat.
“What I did to you–Sweetheart, you were no innocent party in that little fuck fest. You asked me for it, more than once as I recall, not that I wasn’t happy to oblige.”
This week I’m posting another six from my adult paranormal romance: Bonded. Thanks for reading and posting your comments. Hope you enjoy it! 🙂
“Vampires aren’t real, Emily, and we’re not blood drinkers by nature–the blood exchange is a very sacred and intimate bond that occurs between a male and his mate, and yes, they bit them.”
“And last night, when we…did you want to bite me?”
Silas failed to hold back his laughter that came out sounding like a derogatory snort. “No, I didn’t–why, did you want me to bite you?” The smooth, husky timbre rolled off his tongue like liquid velvet. The thought of sinking his teeth into her soft, pale flesh, claiming her as his own, while sliding deep inside her made his mouth water–his gums ached with the stretch of his fangs as they filled his mouth.