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Legends of the Chromatic Dragons Book One
What do you do when you can't stop yourself from becoming something you hate?
Tarial is changing. She knows what she'll become and she despises it. Half human, half dragon, duty demands she make use of the magic of her heritage.
But when an unexpected guest enters her life, everything she knows will be challenged.
Will his unique view alter her perspective? Can she hide the evidence of her ancestry, find love, and live a normal life? After a lifetime of denial, can she truly cage her dragon?
Genre: Paranormal Fantasy Romance
Content/Theme(s): Dragon Shifters, Magic
Release Date: September 27, 2013
Publisher: Musa Publishing
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Beneath his muscled torso was a display of manhood she couldn’t have imagined. He was large and thick. His swollen head bobbed high and hard away from his body. Three large veins ran jagged paths under his dark skin. The urge to trace them with her tongue nearly drove her from the bed. She wouldn’t have to move though.
He plodded toward her with measured steps, no doubt counting the footfalls. He extended his hands until they eased across her knees and trailed his fingers up her thigh. Even his gentlest of touches gave her goose bumps. He lay next to her, placing light kisses up her bare arm, the hardness and heat of his body branding hers.
“Read it, Tari.” His tone held even more urgency, the sound matching what she felt.
She swallowed hard and opened the tome. Her gaze rested on a drawing of a man and woman in an embrace. She smiled at the image, appreciating the scene. She turned the page, revealing another picture of a couple kissing. “A woman’s body is like a—”
Her breath stilled in her chest when Lohin’s hand cupped her breast. He squeezed with gentle pressure, holding her.
“Keep going.” His fingers played over her distended nipple before he rolled it between his thumb and index finger. “Don’t stop, Tari.” The length of his cock pressed into her hip and thigh, quaking next to her, thumping angrily against her.
Her eyes closed as she delighted in his touch. He tugged and rubbed her hardened nub until it was warm and sensitive to his every move. His ministrations left her all but helpless, ready to give up on reading so she could grind herself against him. When his fingers traveled down her belly, she let out a small sigh of relief. It was quickly squelched when he kissed along the outside curve of her breast. “Lohin, by the spirits, please!” She turned toward him, losing her senses when his lips brushed over her tender, tight bud.
“This is what you like?” He flicked his tongue over it, laving with slow swirls.
She convulsed, her body bowing and arching into him. He didn’t stop. She prayed he never did. Warm, moist lips closed around her flesh while his fingers moved to the other mound, pulling the twin rigid nub.
Her legs locked together and strained to contain a pressure she’d never felt. “Lohin, I can’t take this.”
He broke his tantalizing suction to utter two words. “Keep reading.”
She forced herself to turn away from him. Her core thrummed and vibrated, her muscles contracting.
“P-page seven w-was suggested.”
His toying with her breasts didn’t cease. He kissed along the underside, his body almost hovering over her.
“Then tell me what’s on page seven.”
Damn the evil of his voice. It snaked around her skin, made her burn. She flipped the pages, anxious to please him, wanting to feel more from him. His hand continued on its journey and smoothed over the curve of her hip and belly, teasing the skin of her inner thighs with decadent pressure. “It says—” Her gaze settled on the drawing. A woman rested on her back, her thighs spread wide. Her lover’s head hovered over the junction of her thighs, his tongue frozen in time at the top of her folds.
She slammed the book shut and tried to catch her breath. Lohin’s fingers chose that moment to curl into the hair of her mound, slipping into her crease. His fingers matched the drawing of the man’s tongue. Her hips rose quickly to meet his exploring fingers while her belly contracted before she held herself still.
She shouldn’t want what she saw on the page, but as her center ached and throbbed, she needed it. She’d never ask him for such a thing. But the thought of him there between her legs filled her to bursting with the stifling weight of it. The picture was quite possibly the dirtiest image ever created, and at the same time, the most erotic and beautiful. Desire and modesty warred for dominance in her head. The former was winning.
“What did it say? Why did you close the book?”
“W-We should… L-Let’s go to another page.”
Why did she want something like this? Even with the picture banished from sight, the image burned in her mind. The drawing temped her, called to her, promised a pleasure she couldn’t resist. She imagined the slick heat of Lohin’s tongue there, but it was wrong. Wasn’t it?
He kissed down her side, sliding over the mattress. “Why? What’s on page seven?”
“We can’t do that. It’s…depraved.”
He chuckled into her belly and crawled up to her face. “Everything I want to do to you is depraved. Read it.”
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