18 & Over Book Blogger Fun

Welcome to the 18 & Over Book Blogger Giveaway Hop hosted by Bitten By Paranormal Romance and Getting Naughty Between The Stacks! Beginning at 12:01 March 22 and running through midnight on March 25, you can visit the almost 100 blogs participating for a chance to win some great prizes. 

Here at my blog, I'm giving away a $10 Amazon giftcard to one lucky winner.  The giveaway is open internationally, so an email is all you need to join in here.  The only mandatory entry is that you must leave a comment below containing your email address.  But I'd love it if you did the extra entries too! Check out the rafflecopter thing for all the info.

And since this is the 18 & Over Book Blogger Giveaway Hop, here's a sexy taste of my current release, Blood Avenged. Enjoy!

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he growled close to her ear. 

In the blink of an eye, his clothes vanished and his naked body, hard and powerful, pressed against her body. She knew she should be frightened. He was a vampire and the words he’d just said were tinged with more than a hint of a threat. She’d felt how sharp his fangs were—fangs that could plunge into her as he proceeded to drink every last drop of her blood and kill her.

She didn’t care.

Desperate to have him inside her, she pulled his mouth to hers and flicked her tongue again over the tip of one fang. In the dark, she was blind to his reaction but every other sense screamed to her that she wouldn’t have to wait a second longer for him to give her what she craved.

With no warning, he thrust into her, filling the empty space completely and taking her breath away. He poured every emotion he had into her—all the rage and sadness at losing Teagan, all the desire and need to have her. With each thrust, it all came pouring out of him.

Sasa held onto his neck, her fingers passionately tugging on his hair, just as soft as she’d imagined. Her legs held him tight around his waist, pulling him closer each time he reared back to plunge into her.

Lost in the sensual rhythm of his fucking, she slowly realized the deep growl he made as he moved his mouth to her neck. From somewhere deep inside him, he groaned her name.

“Sasa.”

His voice sounded full of every emotion she was experiencing. But at its core wasn’t rage or lust but sadness. She wanted to make that sadness disappear. For just a few moments, make him forget his loss like he made her forget the loneliness that had been part of every fiber of her being for so long.

Sasa cradled his head in her arms, feeling the scrape of those razor sharp teeth on her neck. Could she let him do that like she’d let Tatiana do to her mother? Fear bubbled up inside her. Would he take everything from her and leave her empty and for dead?

Almost on their own, the words left her mouth. “Please don’t hurt me.”

Vasilije stopped and lifted his head from her neck. How much she wished she could see his face! With each second that ticked by, she wondered if she’d die there because of what she’d said, in some strange man’s house, a just ending for what had happened there only hours earlier.

He remained silent in front of her, his lips close enough that she felt his warm breath brush her cheek. She had no idea how long they stayed like that, him still inside her, holding her to him, before he carried her to the couch and gently lifted her off him.

Alone on the couch, Sasa felt cold lying there without him, but then he lowered his body down to meet hers and whispered against her lips, “I won’t take what you won’t willingly give.”

A sigh of relief escaped her mouth just as he pressed his lips to hers, softly and almost reverently. The fear that had just been racing through her vanished, replaced by the need to willingly offer him the one thing she desperately yearned to give. Herself.

Again, he slid into her joining them as one, but he was different now. Sasa felt a gentleness from him as what had begun as something raw eased into something sweeter shared between the two of them.

Her hands stroked the soft skin of his back, up and down from the tightened muscles just above his waist to the space between his broad shoulders. His body felt like a silken piece of art under her fingertips. With every thrust into her welcoming body, she worshipped him with her hands.

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