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Her fingertips curled into the muscles of his shoulder, and the twinge of pain blended with the heady adrenaline coursing through him from their kiss. A growl rumbled in his chest, shocking even himself as his beast responded, edging him onward. He teased the seam of her lips with his tongue, and she opened for him, meeting him with her own, sliding it against him, deepening the kiss.
What started soft grew needy and frantic as their mouths moved over each other’s, their tongues matching stroke for stroke. Tag held her face in his hand, guiding her, claiming her mouth he wished was also her body. Pressing himself against her, the heat between her legs forced his cock to twitch.
She moaned into the kiss, and he buried it with his tongue, grinding his hips against her. But his brain yelled for him to stop, to pull back and listen to what she said. If they took things too far, it could be disastrous.
He eased himself from her mouth, sucking on her bottom lip before releasing her. They panted for breath in rhythm, and she locked eyes with him. She slammed her hands against his chest, and he went sailing backwards, landing on the bed.
“Everleigh?” he gasped. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to take it that far.”
“Shut up,” she said as she climbed on top of him and threw his arms above his head. In the next instant, she reclaimed his lips, her hips rocking against him, a groan rocketing up from his chest at the feel of her heat rubbing over him.
He slid one arm from her strangle hold on his wrists and wrapped it around her waist, curling his fingers into her flesh as he matched his hips to hers, surrendering to the heat and rhythm. Damn, if it felt this good through clothes, what the hell would it feel like flesh to flesh?
Every part of him ached to find out.
Her long white hair tickled his skin, and he freed his other hand from her hold to fist his hand through it, clinging to the back of her head. The emptiness he didn’t realize he had inside him filled up with only her, nestling into his soul, the missing piece of him. The sensation of being whole flooded him with strength.
“Tag,” she said in more of a moan than a word, easing back from their kiss.
He swallowed hard, looking up into her shining violet eyes. Blinking, he eased them both to a seated position, because, holy shit, her eyes were really shining.
“Everleigh,” he whispered. “Why are you glowing?”
Wren hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet and carried her to Texas, where she promptly lost all tolerance for cold and snow. Fueled by coffee, dreams, and men in kilts, Wren promises to bring you laughter, heart-fluttering romance, and action that keeps you on the edge of your seat.
Rowtag Aktoon is about to die. He doesn’t know how, and he doesn’t know when. All he knows is it’s coming.
After his cousin shares a vision and part of it comes true, the reality creeps in that his end could very well be imminent. His family convinces him to seek the help of a witch who could provide answers. He only hopes that what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
Everleigh Ulric isn’t what she seems. Hiding from a father who wants to exploit her and an immortal witch out for vengeance, she’s built a life of anonymity hidden away at Cirque de Mystique – a paranormal circus.
When Tag discovers Everleigh is his fated mate, life takes on new meaning, however short theirs may be. He plans to do everything in his power to make sure neither he nor his new mate end up six feet under. But dying may just be the key that unlocks the doors of their happily ever after.
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Wren hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet and carried her to Texas, where she promptly lost all tolerance for cold and snow. Fueled by coffee, dreams, and men in kilts, Wren promises to bring you laughter, heart-fluttering romance, and action that keeps you on the edge of your seat.
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