Book 2 - Mating the Succubus
Half-breed succubus Shia Hawley thrives in hunting down rogue
paranormal threats as a bounty huntress. That is, until she was captured and infected by an
obsessive shifter. Now on a revenge mission, she takes matter into her own
hands to bring down her enemies.
Werewolf Enforcer Jaxon is a natural defender when it comes to protecting others, including the feisty succubus. From the moment he shared a kiss with Shia, she literally took his breath away and he's determined to win her over.
As they spend more time together, Shia begins to rely on the shifter for more than just safety. Being close to him stirs up a wild hunger she can't seemed to contain. But as their sexual attraction grows, so does the danger surrounding them. Can Jaxon keep them both alive before their enemy attacks and conflict escalates out of control?
With his face only inches away, Shia could
practically lick perspiration off his upper lip. Delectable full, firm lips to
die for. The temptation to kiss him rocked through her, but she knew one taste
was far too dangerous.
“I've wanted to do this since you've
stepped through the door.”
“Jax—”
He crushed his lips over hers and delved
his tongue into her mouth, stroking her with a sense of ardent hunger. Her
breath heaved out at the delicious assault, and then replaced it with a
deep-throaty moan. She lost all focus and melted into him when he captured her
face between his palms.
Christ, she wanted him badly.
The moment he angled his head to the side and ravished her lips with a groan, nothing else mattered except having him. Compelled with lust, her defense walls lowered instantly, and a rush of power charged through her blood, making her feminine parts throb with desperate need.
Feed. Take. Kill.
Stop! You have to control it. Shia
jerked her head away and sucked air into her lungs, taking a mouthful at a
time. The heave in her chest rose and fell, but Jaxon didn't slow down. He
pressed forward and attempted to kiss her again.
“Don't,” she bit out. Any longer and she'd have drained all
of his energy. At this rate, he'd be lucky to get through without even a
scratch.
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