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It's time for the Sunday Snog and I can't wait. Why? I'm featuring my upcoming novella, Destined. Did you like Followed? Want more of the Haven House Vamps? Then this is the book for you. :-) Read on, then check out the other snogs!
A voluptuous blonde and a creature of the night -- can their connection withstand the strain?
Julian Moran isn't like anyone Daisy knows. Dark, mysterious, deadly and sexy as hell. He claims he's going to protect her, but what exactly is he saving her from?
Daisy Greene isn't just any woman to Julian -- they are fated. Vampires and humans don't mix, no matter what fate says. Good thing Julian makes up his own rules.
And now for that snog! (Not traditional, but who needs tradition?*G*)
"You want me to touch you."
"Is that a crime?"
"It's fine." She sighed and arranged the soft cloth over his body, covering his growing erection. "Unless that happens." She wrapped her fingers around him with only the cotton as a barrier. "You screwed up my shadows."
His cheeks heated as he puffed out a ragged breath. "I can't help it." If she'd just start pumping, he'd be able to manage the damned erection.
"You have for the last week," she said, releasing him.
"I'm excited." For more than just a drawing. He shrugged and shifted to get comfortable. "I like being around you."
"I see that." Happy with the drape of the sheet, she took her place in the chair and flipped to the correct page in her drawing pad. "I'll work around it."
"For you, I'll try to keep myself under control. But I can't guarantee anything."
"Then don't. I want to lose control with you." She shoved the drawing paper to the side, then crawled across the bed and stretched out on top of him. The straps of her tank top slipped down her shoulders, exposing the tops of her creamy breasts. He'd stopped things before, but not this time. This time he needed to taste her. Julian eased the sheet out of the way, then rolled her onto her back. He bracketed her hips with his knees, then rubbed his nose along the side of her face.
"Julian," she moaned.
He kissed her lips, savoring her taste. With one hand he moved her tank top out of the way, then nibbled his way down to her breast. Daisy shivered beneath him and rocked her hips. She whimpered, but kept her tank top covering her stomach.
"You taste like wine." He swirled his tongue around her nipple, pinching and biting at her flesh. She scraped her nails on his shoulders and fire licked him from within. She made him feel warm again, made him feel human.
He sank between her thighs, then moved her panties out of the way. Her pussy glimmered with cream. His mouth watered, and he licked his lips. One taste of her wouldn't be enough. Not by a long shot. He breathed in her musky scent, then flicked his tongue across her labia.
"Oh," she cried and tightened her knees around his head.
He loved seeing and feeling her so needy for him. Julian flattened his tongue over her clit, then lapped at her juices. Daisy bucked beneath him and palmed her breasts. He added his hand to hers, massaging her nipples. She blew his mind. So responsive to his touch and so damned sexy. He parted her labia and sucked hard on her clit.
"Julian." She threaded her fingers into his hair and moaned. Each tug on his hair sent a new shimmer of desire through him.