Servants of Fate by Wendy Sparrow

Author:Wendy Sparrow [Sparrow, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: BluA
Publisher: Pen and Kink Publishing
Published: 2016-12-24T00:00:00+00:00

The man must have been kissing for centuries to be this good at it. He stole her breath and left her aching with want. She clenched her fists in his hair when he tried to back up. No. Just no. He smiled against her lips and even that was sexy.

His tongue swept into her mouth, caressing hers.

Standing on her tiptoes, she pulled back to take his lower lip between her teeth and bite.

He jerked, yanking away from her with his hand at his mouth. “I actually felt that.”

Maybe she’d gotten a little carried away and aggressive. “That was... sorta the point.”

Mood. Killed.

“No, I mean I really felt that. When you bit my lip—I felt that.”

She put her hands on her heated cheeks. Could they possibly stop talking about this? Like soon. Like now?

“It felt strange.”

“Okay, we’re never kissing again.” Geez, did no one ever teach him that if you can’t say anything nice, leave it the hell alone?

He frowned. “What?”

Someone knocked on the door behind her. A minute earlier, and she’d have been disappointed at the interruption. Now, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to open the door.

Mrs. Cowper, the lodge owner, was out there with the cleaning woman. She was holding the frayed cord with a look of concern. “I just wanted to make sure no one was injured. I can’t imagine how we let the vacuum get into this state.”

“We’re fine. We’re both fine.” Well, she wanted to scream and throw things—possibly a six-foot immortal... out into the hall... for the night.

“I think I liked it,” Tempus said, his finger brushing his lower lip.

She shook her head when the other women looked at her in askance. “He’s talking about something else.” And hopefully he’d stop talking about it.

Her tall, dark tormentor nodded his head. “I liked it a lot. It was erotic.”

“Ooookay, we’re fine. We’re so fine. Thanks for checking on us. We’ve got to get ready for dinner.” She slammed the door in their faces before leaning against it. Her cheeks would be permanently pink at this rate. “I’m going to kill you.”

He didn’t seem to be taking her words seriously. “We should do that again.”

“We’re never doing that again. Had I known you’d act this way—I’d have slapped you again.”

Still not taking her seriously, he grinned that “I can get away with anything because I’m hot” grin. “I’ve never felt like that before. It stung. I think it’s what mortals call pain.”

“Oh, you can feel pain now?”

“Yes. I think I can.”

She kicked him in the shins.

“Ow!” He rubbed his leg. “That was significantly less erotic.”

“Well, you saying all that in front of a woman old enough to be my grandmother—who brought me gingerbread cookies when my father died and came to his funeral—significantly less erotic too.” She threw her hands up in the air. “Get dressed. We’re going to have dinner and probably an argument—dress accordingly.”

“What do you wear to an argument?”

“With a redhead? Something that won’t show the blood.” She slammed her way into the bathroom.

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