Fallen Ashes: Fated & Forbidden by T.F. Walsh

Author:T.F. Walsh [Walsh, T.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-06T00:00:00+00:00

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Saber’s pulse escalated into a tempest, and his jeans tightened to the point of strangulation.

Fallen remained pressed against his chest, her chin tilted upward, staring at him. They stood in the middle of her apartment, their mouths inches apart. She hadn’t pulled away, but he didn’t expect her to after confessing he was a superb kisser. Their sensual moment in the plaza hadn’t left his thoughts. With each passing second, the vixen had lodged herself deeper within his mind, his desire, his everything. He’d never felt this way about anyone, let alone a drae. No, correct that, a dazmeu. The last of her kind. Seemed they had more in common than he originally thought. Now with them both on the target list of Noah, he felt closer to her than ever.

Her fragrance fogged his mind, yet her words spun his head, and the temptation to reach out and taste her was like a drug.

His arms encircled her, and he stared into spellbinding eyes that begged him to sweep her away. In a strange way, the tantalizing appeal of having someone as strong-willed as Fallen at his mercy turned him on so much that he forgot himself.

“Usually I can’t get you to shut up.” Fallen’s words were a faint whisper.

Her cushiony lips called him, and her quick breaths added to the soft expression in her gaze.

He leaned closer and kissed her, his world fading away. The sensation was fast and desperate, along with an eagerness to inhale as much of her into his system as possible. A desire to fill the emptiness that sat like a hollowed log inside his chest.

Fallen arched into his chest, mewling. Her tongue surged forward and tangled with his. Her hands snaked up beneath his shirt and her fingers pressed into his flesh.

Mouths mashed, bodies crushed, but he needed more. He pulled at Fallen’s halter top. Breaking their kiss, he peeled the fabric over her head and his gaze settled on the black, strapless bra. She unclipped the hook, and once the silky lingerie fell away, rose-tipped breasts popped out.

He reached out and cupped them. A perfect fit in each hand. Warm, perky, and responsive to his touch.

Drawing her closer, he suckled a beaded nipple in his mouth, working it over with his tongue. He adored the way Fallen moaned, her hands in his hair, tugging. His cock was a rock, and damn, he had to get his jeans off before he passed out from a lack of circulation.

When he moved over to the other breast, his hands skipped lower over her stomach. He flicked open the button on her leather pants, then lowered the zipper.

She stepped back, her nipple slipping from his mouth, and now those beauties glistened.

“I could devour them for a week straight.”

Her body was slender with the perfect number of curves to make Saber think about waking up alongside.

“Clothes off.” Her words purred.

He rewarded her with a hot grin and didn’t need to be asked twice. Dropping his jeans, he stood naked, as he always went commando.

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