Chosen by a Dragon by Alisa Woods

Author:Alisa Woods [Woods, Alisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sworn Secrets Publishing
Published: 2016-11-07T00:00:00+00:00

Rosalyn was lying—she just wasn’t sure who she was lying to.

Either she was lying to herself that she wasn’t kissing the hell out of the dragon prince because she craved his electric-sparking touch more than anything she’d ever felt. Or she was lying to him that she wasn’t jumping his body because she was grateful he gave her his life-saving blood. Both were somewhat false. Both were totally true.

But, goddamn, the boy could kiss.

His mouth was devouring hers, his tongue like electric pleasure in her mouth, making it ache almost as much as the spot between her legs screaming for attention. His hands were in her hair and on her cheeks and tilting her head as he nibbled and licked and consumed her with his lips. He had hardly touched her, but even the slight brushes of her neck and the hold on her cheeks and the tip of his tongue sparked that magic—it couldn’t be anything else—was setting her entire body aflame.

Her hands flailed against the broadness of his chest, and she wanted to feel him, return that magical spark, pleasure him, but his kiss was leaving her senseless. Just as she got hold of his shirt and tried to tug it up, he broke the kiss.

“Rosalyn, are you sure?” he asked, and the breathiness of his voice said the dragon prince was as turned on as she was.

“So damn sure,” she panted. “Take your shirt off.”

His eyes hooded with lust, and she swore she felt that like an electric spark straight to her core, but then he lifted his shirt off in one swift motion, and her whole body reacted to the sight with an aching shudder. The man was so damn beautiful. She’d only seen those muscles rippling under his clothes before, but bared to her sight, he was like some kind of god of masculinity. Shoulders twice as broad as hers, muscles hard and carved and begging for her touch, and the tattoos—holy magic, the tattoos. A dragon and a stylized ring and a host of what had to be ancient runes. She recognized them from the book she had used to hex the cave. But these were inked across Leonidas’s skin… and they moved.

He was standing there, letting her look. Making her wait.

She shut her gaping mouth and reached out to trace a single finger along the serpentine neck of his dragon tattoo. The magic sparked between them, gushing heat between her legs, but it seemed to affect him even more. A low moan rumbled under her touch, and her gaze was drawn to the bulge in his pants. Holy fuck, he was big. And hard. And nearly bursting out of his jeans. A thrill coursed through her that she could excite him that much.

“Be sure, Rosalyn,” he whispered, his voice labored. “Be very sure. Because once I start, I’m not stopping.”

She looked straight into his gorgeous blue eyes. “Take me.”

He groaned, and like that, he had her pinned up against the wall, all the fine artistry of his skin pressed against her bare chest.

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