Her destiny comes with blades and fangs.
Catching Keira is a re-release. It has been heavily edited and retitled.
Her goal: reclaim an amulet and go home
Keira A’Darcin doesn’t need distractions. An encounter with gorgeous, dragon warrior Rath tempts her to put aside her worries and enjoy a night in his arms. When morning comes, duty leads her away from him. As she continues on her journey, danger forces her to claim a pair of ancient weapons, changing her life.
Rath hunts the dark sorcerer targeting cities under dragon protection. His search leads him to a trap and then to Keira. Intense attraction burns between him and the sexy witch. Every touch makes him wonder if she’s the one for him and Damon?
In the last few weeks, vampire Damon Ro’Teir has helped rebuild cities and fought battles. He hadn’t expected to find their witch-mate in the middle of the chaos. Now that he has, he isn’t letting her go. Keira’s fierce, strong, passionate, and more than a match for him and Rath.
Although the desire grows hot between them, their enemy grows stronger. Witch, dragon, and vampire, they’ll have to work together to defeat an enemy determined to claim the power Keira now holds.
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Excerpt - Heat Level 4 - Sex scene
“Come here, Keira.” Damon patted the mattress beside him.
She shook her head. How did he do that? That hadn’t been a spell. Not magic. The pulse would have washed over her sensitized skin. Not even a ripple of power touched her. She drew in a deep breath. Later. She’d ask later.
She paced over to the bed, placing a knee on the edge of it as she bent over him. He rolled onto his back, but didn’t reach for her. What game was he playing?
She lowered her head and traced her tongue over his warm lips. A hint of wine teased her. So good. She smoothed her hand over his wide chest. A thrill rushed through her at the slight prickle of his chest hair against her palm. She drew back. Her fingers trailed across his heavily muscled arm. The muscle flexed beneath his skin.
“Are you finished petting me?” Dark brows arched above his glittering blue eyes. His woodsy scent increased. Big fingers slipped between the robe’s opening and curled around her thigh. “I want a real kiss.”
Her lips trembled. Such an aggrieved tone. As if he’d waited years instead of a few moments. Not that he’d wait much longer if she hesitated too long. She leaned closer to him. His warm breath puffed across her cheeks.
A kiss, she had to have a kiss. She brushed her lips across his and his mouth opened under hers. Prickles danced across her lips. She thrust her tongue against his. Nothing.
She drew back. He raised his eyebrows. What game was he playing. She shrugged. If he wanted to lay there, she’d explore. A man of his size and power didn’t put themselves in anyone’s hands very often. She deepened the kiss, stroking her tongue against his. Her palm smoothed up his chest, sliding under his neck as she sucked at his lower lip.
His groan rumbled against her lips as he broke the kiss. “That’s exactly what I wanted. What do you want?”
She shook her head, frowning. What was he talking about? He knew what she wanted. “I want you to take some of this power.”
He chuckled. His slightly calloused fingers brushed briefly against her heated skin as he untied the belt and pushed the robe off her shoulders. “It’s a lovers’ game. Tell me what you want me to do.”
She nibbled at her lip. “Your mouth, anywhere you want to use it.”
His teeth scraped across her shoulder. He lifted his head and smiled. The sharp points of his fangs flashed as his lips parted. She gasped.
“You surprise me, chatana. Let’s get this off. There are places I want to taste.” He placed a kiss on her throbbing pulse point.
Damon skimmed the robe off, tossing it away. He hooked an arm around her waist and reversed their positions. Keira pressed her hands on his chest as he loomed over her. The passive man had disappeared. A consummate predator rose above her. His dark head descended.
Warm air feathered over the tips of her nipples. She tensed. Sharp prickles shot straight to her core. Her hands clenched. A moist breath wafted over the tip of her nipple. The bud tightened, but his mouth drifted lower.
His lips instead found the soft flesh of her belly. Oh, Lady, yes. His tongue flicked over her skin, sampling. He nipped at her, scraping those sharp teeth just above her belly button. A tingling sensation fluttered up her spine.
“You taste so good, Keira.” His head lifted and his eyes met hers.
She gulped. Vellos, take a little lick. He moved up her body again. Her breath caught. She squirmed. The ardent sizzle of anticipation curled through her, tightening her muscles. Slick moisture coated the lips of her pussy.
Author Bio
Rebecca Airies has always loved to read. Futuristic, the classics, mystery, horror and of course romance from sweet to extra spicy--the genre doesn’t matter as long as the stories capture her interest and take her on an adventure. She soon discovered a love for writing and characters just waiting to tell their stories. Since that time, writing has become an obsession.
Rebecca lives in Abilene, Texas. She loves the outdoors, growing things, and working on crafts when she’s not lost in the worlds of her characters.
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