Saved by Sin | On Jason's Watch | Guarding Valentina
Saved By Sin: Paladin Protection Agency Book One
Saved By Sin: Paladin Protection Agency Book One
Reviewing Vixens gives Saved By Sin Four Whips and Four Kisses!
4 Kisses: R - HAWT!
4 Whips: Excellent read - highly recommended
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Bitten by Paranormal Romance gives Saved by Sin a 4 - a Pack Howl rating!
Loved it! If I didn't have every day life things to do, I would have finished in one sitting lol. Robert, typical psycho controlling ex, is hellbent on tearing Michelle down even after death. I have to say, that is one determined control freak, lol. I liked the story a lot, it was fast paced and full of action, which is definitely my kind of book. I cannot wait for more Paladin Protection Agency stories.
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Dark Diva Reviews Rated Saved by Sin: 5 Delightful Divas and a Recommended Read
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Story Excerpt
The wind blew
hard enough to make the windows shimmy in their frames, and she went to close
them, yanking back her hand in surprise when the last window slammed shut
before she’d barely laid a finger on it. Her nerves on edge now, she turned to
the door, and was stunned to see a man’s shape filling the doorway. For a
moment, she was seized with panic, her heart squeezing into her throat and
choking her as irrational thoughts filled her head. It’s Robert. He’s here! Part of her mind screamed at her to run,
but she couldn’t move, or speak.
“Sorry, I
didn’t mean to startle you.” It was not Robert’s voice, and now she realized
whoever was standing at her door was taller than her ex-boyfriend, his big body
very nearly filling the open space.
“It wasn’t your
fault. I just seem to be jumping at shadows today,” Michelle offered her
apology without moving, curious as to who would be out in this normally
isolated area.
“I know how
that can be.” Her visitor stepped just inside the cabin door and stopped to
lean back against the frame. The cabin lights were bright enough to reveal his
face for the first time. “My name’s Sinjin Heath. I’m in the cabin on the next
lot over.”
All the air
seems to rush out of Michelle’s lungs as her eyes drank in the vision in front
of her. He was tall enough to make her tip her head up to see his face, which
was rare considering she was five foot ten in her stocking feet. His brown eyes
were so dark they seemed almost black, and he wore his hair long, its
dark-brown length falling loose past his shoulders. A thin scar ran from his
temple to just by the outer corner of one eye, giving character to a face that
might have otherwise been too pretty to be real.
“Hi.” She
finally managed to pull herself together and gave him what she hoped was a
friendly smile as she offered him her hand. “Michelle Jamieson.”
He took her
hand with a smile, but instead of shaking it, he raised it to his mouth and
brushed a brief kiss over the knuckles as his brown eyes stared into hers.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Michelle.” His mouth turned her name into a
whispered caress, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe. As her mind
returned, she realized he was still holding her hand in his, and she tugged it
out of his grip. “In all the years my family have been up here, we’ve never
seen anyone at that cabin. I thought maybe it had been abandoned.”
“I don’t think
it gets used all that much. It belongs to the company I work for. They keep it
for using as a retreat for employees in need of a little peace and quiet.” He
shrugged slightly, his eyes still watching her intently. “I’ve been here a few
weeks. You’re the first person I’ve seen.”
“Sorry if my
arrival has disturbed your solitude,” she said, wondering what could make
someone leave their life to come out here to hide. Then she realized that was
exactly what she was doing. “I uh...needed some time away myself.”
“I think this
lake is big enough for the two of us to share.” Sinjin’s lips quirked into a
grin that made him look like a mischievous boy. “I’ll take this half, you take
the other side?”
“Maybe I should
take the top half and you can have the bottom.” She found herself grinning
back.
“No thanks, I
don’t have any gills.” He turned his head and swept back his hair to show her
his neck. “See?”
She caught a
glimpse of another scar as she leaned in and pretended to examine his neck for
gills. “I see. Well, I suppose we’ll just have to share the top half then.”
Without thinking, she reached up and brushed her fingertips to the scar just
visible above the collar of his shirt. “What happened?” The words were out
before she realized she was speaking, and she felt him stiffen and his hand
reached up to cover hers.
“It’s a long story. Let’s just say my line of
work comes with danger pay.” He kept her hand in his as he lifted it from his
neck, his fingers moving lightly over hers. “I came over to see if you needed
help. If this wind gets any worse, we may lose power.” It was hard to think when
he was holding her hand like that, and it took a moment for his words to sink
in past the warm tingles that rose at that simple caress.
“I haven’t
checked on the generator yet. Thanks for reminding me.”
“Just being
neighborly.” He smiled again and her heart did a triple beat. “I wouldn’t like
to think of you over here sitting in the dark tonight, all alone. Why don’t we
go check on it now?”
Adult Excerpt
He groaned into
her mouth, spearing deeply with his tongue. It was a promise of things to come.
She wrapped a leg around his thigh and squeezed, needing contact, craving his
body like an addict needed their drug of choice. He broke their kiss at last,
lifting his head to stare down into her eyes, his own full of desire. “I need
you, Michelle, need this.”
She recognized
the need in his eyes, the yearning for companionship, for someone to keep the
darkness away. Those needs mirrored her own. She nodded as understanding
bloomed between them. “I need you, too.”
His lips
brushed her brow for a sweet, tender second and then swept down her cheek and
jaw to her throat, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. Every kiss seared and
teased as he worked his way down her body, pausing to suck each breast for a
glorious minute before moving downward once more. She lay back, releasing her
hands from his hair and uncoiling her legs from his, freeing him to do what he
wanted. Whatever he wanted, she didn’t care. Not so long as he didn’t stop
touching her.
Cool air wafted
over her as he threw back the quilt, uncovering them both. His mouth was still
branding her skin over and over again. His tongue swirled around her navel, and
she shuddered in pleasure at that simple touch. She shifted her body, her
thighs falling open. Her need grew urgent, but still he sampled the skin of her
stomach, making her wait. She moaned, her hips bucking slightly, conveying her
need, and he chuckled. His breath was hot where is fanned over her skin.
“You’re sexy
when you’re being impatient. We’ll get there soon, sweetheart.” He lowered his
head another inch and exhaled again, deliberately heating her flesh and making
her squirm. “I promise.” Something in the way he spoke those two simple words
made Michelle’s battered soul feel lighter, and she sucked in a deep breath,
forcing herself to relax, to trust him.
His lips
brushed over her inner thigh and then lower, featherlight kisses trailing all
the way down to her knee and then her calf. His hands cradled her leg, stroking
and teasing, and she felt a sense of terrible loss when he moved away again.
She heard herself whimper in protest, and he laughed.
“Soon,” he told
her, and then his mouth was on her again, nibbling at the tender skin of her
other calf. His hands wrapped around her leg, and there was nothing but the
glorious sensations he was giving her. Each kiss was a little higher than the
last, closer to the one place she needed him to touch. But he was moving so
slowly it was going to kill her.
“Tease,” she
hissed at him, cracking one eye to give him what she hoped was an evil glare.
“Sometimes.” He
winked at her and then settled himself between her thighs at last, his hands
gently spreading her folds as he leaned in without warning, his tongue tracing
a line of fire along her labia. Pleasure sizzled and popped over her skin and
through her body, and she lifted her hips off the bed, pressing her pussy
against his mouth.
“Sinjin!” she
cried out his name as he pressed his face deeper into her folds. His wicked
tongue lashed at her clit again and again before his lips sealed around her clitoris. He drew it into his mouth with a sharp
suckling pressure that nearly brought her to orgasm right then and there. “Oh
god,” she groaned, and she could feel his growl of approval vibrate through
her, adding to the myriad of sensations bombarding her senses. Again he sucked,
and this time the tip of his tongue flicked against her sensitive pearl,
drawing out another moan from her. He was merciless in his attentions, keeping
her right on the edge without letting her come down, never letting her fall into
the bliss of release.
Over and over
again, he pleasured, flicked, and laved at her folds, until she was panting his
name. Just as she was about to break, to beg him to let her come, she felt him
shift and he slid two fingers into her pussy, filling her. Her world shattered,
and she came on a cry, hurtling into an orgasm so intense the entire world
disappeared and there was nothing but the sweet ecstasy of his touch.
As the world
came back into focus, she found herself staring into his dark eyes again, and
she smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him down to kiss
him. His lips tasted of both of them as she drew his lower lip into her mouth
and sucked on it, her teeth scraping gently over his skin.
He laughed and
kissed her again, his body settling into the cradle of her thighs, his
rock-hard cock resting between them. His hand cupped her cheek, and he kissed
her gently, “Ready?”
She grinned
suddenly and rocked her hips up into his. “Hell yes, what are you waiting for?”
“Brat.” He was still
laughing as he moved himself into position and arched his back, sliding himself
home. “So good,” he groaned as their bodies joined, hers giving away to his
thick length one slow inch at a time.
OK, so here is another series I am hooked on! **Sighs** I loved Jason!! I Love witty bad boys, they make the story fun and interesting. And Jazz is just as awesome, strong, and independant. Though she's always taken care of herself, this problem is a little more than she can handle alone. While going to the agency for help she also finds the man who helps her loosen the tight reign she has on herself and has a little fun. There are a lot of different renditions on vampires and werewolves and pretty much all mythical creatures, but I really like Susan's take on werewolves. Different, but not in a sparkly way so that it totally ruins it, lol. The Paladin Protection Agency is an all around cool take on the supernatural world. I can't wait to see who's story is next!
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Coffee Time Romance - 5 Cups
Jazz is torn between the two beings who reside inside her; one of which she has always considered a monster. When she meets Jason she is made to face the beast inside and embrace it.
For Jason it was forever at first sight and he will do whatever it takes to make the world safe for the precious lady. Jason is determined that both sides of Jazz will be his forever.
Jazz has finally found something worth fighting for, but in order to win she must face all of herself or the division may equal disaster. Jason feels Jazz is more than a job and he does not care that there is more to her than what first appears. Jazz wanted for nothing more than her reproduction ability, but she is unwilling to go down without a fight and with Jason by her side she is already a winner.
Ms. Hayes writes a superb story with an eye towards the details. Jason and Jazz were wonderful characters and the complex emotions come screaming through the story from the first page. The paranormal in this story is wonderfully portrayed and pulls the reader into the series if for no other reason than to see where Susan will take the story next. I look forward to meeting the characters in the next installment for this excellent paranormal series.
Delane
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More
Reviews: Bitten by Paranormal Romance's Emi gave it 5 howls!
WOW! Loved it!! Loved it!! Loved it!!
I thought no one could top Jason, but I was surely mistaken. Aedan is my new favorite lol. Though technically he is not officially Paladin so Jason is my number one Paladin man so far, and Aedon my number one Brethren. I love how the Brethren is featured in this story. (If you don't know who the Brethren are you must read Whispers in the Dark, another great read from Susan hayes). Vampires are my number one supes but when the hunters are this awesome, I don't mind if they are the villian sometimes, lol.
Having your friends picked off one by one and being hunted by a crazy vampire bent on revenge can be pretty terrifying, but Valentina is definitely kick a** and has an amazing guard and friends to help her.
Great read! Highly recommend it.
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Jazz is torn between the two beings who reside inside her; one of which she has always considered a monster. When she meets Jason she is made to face the beast inside and embrace it.
For Jason it was forever at first sight and he will do whatever it takes to make the world safe for the precious lady. Jason is determined that both sides of Jazz will be his forever.
Jazz has finally found something worth fighting for, but in order to win she must face all of herself or the division may equal disaster. Jason feels Jazz is more than a job and he does not care that there is more to her than what first appears. Jazz wanted for nothing more than her reproduction ability, but she is unwilling to go down without a fight and with Jason by her side she is already a winner.
Ms. Hayes writes a superb story with an eye towards the details. Jason and Jazz were wonderful characters and the complex emotions come screaming through the story from the first page. The paranormal in this story is wonderfully portrayed and pulls the reader into the series if for no other reason than to see where Susan will take the story next. I look forward to meeting the characters in the next installment for this excellent paranormal series.
Delane
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More
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Story Except
Damn she was lovely, and interesting, and fun to talk to. Everything he liked in a woman. And don’t forget, she’s also a werewolf. And a client, Jase thought to himself as they neared the guest rooms. If his boss, Geoff Remington didn’t have a rule about werewolves yet, Jase was sure he’d make one up the moment he found out they were real.
“What do you look like in the other form, the one that scares you so much?” He saw Jazz’s golden skin pale slightly and felt a stab of guilt for having asked. She slowed down and then leaned in closer to him. Until she was near enough he could see was trembling.
“I look like a nightmare come to life. My nightmare. My eyes, staring back at me from the face of the monster that murdered my parents and nearly killed me.”
“I’m really sorry,” he apologized. He felt like a heel for upsetting her. “I should have never asked you such a dumb question.” Without thinking about it, he reached for her and slid an arm around her waist, drawing her in close to his side. “Next time I do that, tell me to mind my own business.”
“It’s all right, Jase.” She said his name for the first time, and he liked the way her lips shaped the sound. It seemed right somehow. He glanced up and realized they were at the first guest room door already.
“We’re here. I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping tonight, and then we’ll go get something to eat. I’m buying.” He waved a key-card in front of the door, and the lock flashed green and clicked. “We’ll get you your own key-card later today. For now you can just take a look around.” He escorted her into the room. “It’s pretty standard. You get a bed, television, private bathroom, and all the amenities of your basic motel. Minus the vibrating bed of course. Remington refuses to spring for them despite my arguments that it would be good for morale.”
She looked up at him and then burst out laughing. “Are you really as bad as you pretend to be? Or is this how you put your clients at ease?”
“Oh, I’m usually much worse than this. Ask Sin. I’m on my best behavior right now.” He knew he was pushing his luck, but he just couldn’t resist adding, “Any time you want to see proof I’m a bad boy, you just let me know.”
He wasn’t sure who was the more surprised when she nodded and softly said, “I think I’d like to see that.”
“You really ought to be careful what you wish for, sweetheart.” He reached out and stroked his knuckles along her jaw. Her skin was as soft as he’d imagined, and he could feel the heat of her blush as her cheek darkened beneath his hand. He ignored the warning bells going off in the back of his mind and let himself get lost in the amber depths of her eyes. “Just how bad do you want me to be?” He let his thumb graze over the plump swell of her lower lip.
“I want you to be yourself, Jase.”
“Oh, sweetheart, that’s a very bad idea.” He leaned down and kissed her before he had time to think. Her lips were plump, with a lingering sweetness that made him ache to taste her more thoroughly. With an act of will that was almost painful, he lifted his head and ended the kiss before he pushed her for more.
She was staring up at him with a look of surprise and desire, her eyes almost glowing from beneath their veil of dark lashes. The blush on her cheeks had deepened, making her caramel-tinted skin appear even darker and more exotic. The silence stretched out between them, and he started to worry if he’d upset her. Just as he was about to apologize, she gave him a shy smile that blossomed into a grin that made his heart beat a little faster.
“I don’t think that was a bad idea at all,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. He brushed his thumb over her lips again and resisted the temptation to pull her into his arms and kiss her properly.
“I’m glad to hear it,” was all he managed to say before she tipped her head slightly and nuzzled into his hand. She brushed a kiss over the pad of his thumb, and it was like a bolt of lightning sizzled from that delicate touch right through his body. “Do that again and you’re going to get a more thorough demonstration of just how bad I can be,” he warned her gently. He’d never been good at resisting temptation, and damned if she wasn’t the most tempting woman he’d met in a long time.
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Adult Excerpt
He started kissing his way down her body again, pausing to give each pert nipple a moment’s attention before moving lower. His mouth brushed over the soft mound of her stomach, and she twisted to one side, painfully aware of every imperfection and extra pound.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered against her skin. “So incredibly beautiful.” He ran his tongue around her navel and then continued lower, blazing a trail of scorching kisses as he went. She felt his teeth close on the lace of her panties. She wanted to pull away, but the wolf pushed in her mind and she found herself arching her hips instead. His hands and mouth tugged at the lace, and she had to bite back a howl of frustration as every touch came so close to where she needed him but never quite made contact. He slid her panties down her legs, and then she was naked, laid bare to his gaze.
Jase groaned softly and nuzzled at her thigh, his hands gently parting her legs. She lifted her head to watch, and he smiled at her before licking his lips and lowering his head to her aching pussy. He drew his tongue across the seam of her labia, and the sensation was like nothing she’d ever known. Still gasping from that initial contact, her senses went into overdrive when he pressed his mouth into her pussy and swirled his tongue around her clit. She couldn’t fight back the howl of pleasure that exploded from her chest, and she bucked her hips against his mouth, craving more. Both woman and wolf wanted the same thing, and the needs of one blended into the demands of the other. As he began a slow and sensuous assault, she let her fear go and surrendered to the moment.
His every touch made her shiver, and she knew she was wetter and hotter than she had ever been in her life. She’d never dared to let herself go this far when she masturbated. She wasn’t even sure she could have made herself feel like this if she’d tried. His tongue toyed with her clit again, and she started to shudder as the pleasure became too much. As her orgasm bloomed, he slid a finger deep inside her cunt and pushed her even further over the edge of control. She heard herself growl and then cry out and then the world fractured into a place of pure sensation, and she was lost.
When she came back to herself, she felt the telltale burn that told her she’d partially transformed, but she quickly realized it was only her claws and fangs that had shifted, nothing more. She hadn’t lost control. Panting, she opened her eyes and found Jase staring down at her.
“Show me.” He brushed a finger over her lips, leaving a trace of her own juices behind. She licked her lips and tasted herself and she saw his eyes flare with lust as the tip of her tongue traced the path of his finger.
She opened her mouth and let him see the fangs, part of her already bracing herself for the moment he recoiled. He had to see it now. She was a monster.
He didn’t say anything. Instead, he kissed her, his tongue stroking down the length of each fang in an erotic exploration.
Wonder filled her and she returned his kiss, realizing her senses were even more heightened now. His scent was rich and warm, and she could smell his desire for her clearly. The musky tang of pheromones filled her nose, and it triggered another flood of honey to her pussy, making her even more ready for him.
“Jase.” She whispered his name, not sure how to ask for what she needed.
He untied her and smoothed his hands up her arms, releasing them from both silk and lace. “Tell me you want this.”
“Yes.”
“Then hang onto me, sweetheart. I really need to be inside you now.” It was his turn to growl as he tore open a condom wrapper and sheathed himself in it before moving between her legs. He reached for her ankles and lifted them, coaxing her to wrap her legs around his hips. Her hands clutched around his powerful shoulders, and she held her breath as she felt the thick head of his cock press into her. He moved with painful slowness, and she knew it was because he didn’t want to hurt her. She wriggled her hips, and he groaned loudly in response. Suddenly out of patience, Jazz tightened her legs and brought them together with just enough supernatural strength to make sure he couldn’t resist. As he filled her, she let out a growl of triumph. The pleasure of it all far outweighing the slight pinch of pain as her body yielded to his.
“That’s cheating,” he told her, his words a breathless chuckle by her ear.
Reviews: Bitten by Paranormal Romance's Emi gave it 5 howls!
WOW! Loved it!! Loved it!! Loved it!!
I thought no one could top Jason, but I was surely mistaken. Aedan is my new favorite lol. Though technically he is not officially Paladin so Jason is my number one Paladin man so far, and Aedon my number one Brethren. I love how the Brethren is featured in this story. (If you don't know who the Brethren are you must read Whispers in the Dark, another great read from Susan hayes). Vampires are my number one supes but when the hunters are this awesome, I don't mind if they are the villian sometimes, lol.
Having your friends picked off one by one and being hunted by a crazy vampire bent on revenge can be pretty terrifying, but Valentina is definitely kick a** and has an amazing guard and friends to help her.
Great read! Highly recommend it.
Story Except
“You’re going to need to put some pressure on that.” A voice came out of the darkness, and Val acted out of instinct, her gun trained on the new arrival before she remembered she was in the middle of Seattle and not some godforsaken warzone.
“How the hell is everyone managing to sneak up on me tonight?” she muttered in frustration as she got to her feet, still feeling slightly unsteady but determined not to show it.
“You can put the gun down, luv. I’m one of the good guys.” The stranger’s voice was gentle, and there was an almost musical lilt to his words as he held his hands up, showing he was unarmed.
“Forgive me if I don’t take your word on that.”
He reached up slowly and swept a sodden tumble of auburn curls out of his eyes so she could see his face. “Those holes in your neck are going to keep bleeding unless I treat them. It’s a charming little trick they have, something in the saliva that stops the blood from clotting properly.” He took a step forward. “My name is Aedan, and I’m sorry I didn’t get here in time to save your friend. You must be a member of the Paladin Protection Agency.”
Val lowered the gun, though she didn’t take her finger off the trigger. “Did Remington take out a front page ad or something? How is it everyone I’ve met tonight knows who I am and who I work for?” She raised her free hand and clamped it down on the wound on her neck, hissing slightly in pain as she pressed hard to slow the bleeding.
“Your organization seems to have run afoul of a very nasty vampire, luv.”
“Stop calling me that,” Val snapped.
Aedan grinned and took another step toward her. “I’d use your name, but first you need to tell me what it is.”
“It’s Val,” she offered and lowered her gun the rest of the way. “And I’ve decided I’m going to trust you, for now.” As he moved close enough that she could see him properly, Val realized he was probably used to being trusted on sight. Or being flirted with on sight, she mentally added as she took in his appearance. His eyes were hazel, and even in the dim light of the street she could make out the smattering of freckles that dusted his chiseled features. Even soaking wet and half in shadow, the man was definitely easy on the eyes.
“I’m pleased to meet you, Val. Though I will admit I wish it were under more cheerful circumstances.” Aedan reached into his pocket, and Val lifted the gun slightly in warning. “Easy now, I’ve got something that’ll help with the bleeding. No need to shoot the man offering to help.” He dug deeper and withdrew what looked like a small, plastic squeeze bottle full of water.
“What is it?” She eyed the bottle with distrust. The wound on her neck hurt like hell, and the bleeding hadn’t stopped yet, but she’d rather deal with the discomfort than let a stranger dose her with god knew what. “And for that matter, how do you know about Paladin? Or vampires?”
Aedan chuckled. “Is this what you call trusting someone? I’d hate to see how you react to someone you don’t trust if this is the warm and fuzzy version.” He tipped the bottle over and squeezed a bit of the liquid onto his hand, where it blended with the rain. “It’s holy water, that’s all. It’ll help. And as for how I know about Christoph and his kind, I’m a hunter.”
“Oh, that clears it up nicely,” Val shot back and arched a brow at him in irritation. “What the hell do you hunt? Deer? Criminals? Unicorns?”
“Vampires actually,” Aedan answered in a matter-of-fact tone as he nodded toward her injury. “Will you permit me to fix that for you, or are you going to just keep bleeding until your friends arrive?”
It was at times like these Val envied her teammate Tara her empathic abilities. It would have made it so much easier to know if she could trust this charming man, or if she was about to fall victim to her infamously bad sense of character judgment yet again.
“Go ahead.” She lifted her fingers away and frowned when she saw that she was still bleeding heavily. “And uh, thanks.”
“This might sting a bit,” he warned her.
“It’s only water. How much could it—yeow!” She yelped in surprise at the burning sensation that flared up and then faded as quickly as it had come. “I thought you said that was just water?”
“Holy water, Father Patrick’s special blend in point of fact. It has the power to purify that which has been tainted by the undead.”
“So that hurt because your friend Christoph left me with a neck full of vamp venom?”
“Something like that, yes. But let’s be clear here, Christoph is no friend of mine. He’s more like my current assignment. Forgive me for saying so, but you don’t seem too well informed for a group that managed to kill off an entire nest of Christoph’s fledglings. I’m going to guess you’re new to this sort of thing.”
Before she could answer him, several sets of headlights appeared on the road, heading toward them at high speed.
“It would appear your friends have arrived.”
Before she could say a word, he brushed a quick kiss to her lips, and then his voice whispered in her ear, “I’ll see you again soon, luv.” Then he was gone. Between one heartbeat and the next, he vanished. Her lips still tingled from the kiss he’d given her before he had disappeared, the only proof he’d ever been there at all.
“You’re going to need to put some pressure on that.” A voice came out of the darkness, and Val acted out of instinct, her gun trained on the new arrival before she remembered she was in the middle of Seattle and not some godforsaken warzone.
“How the hell is everyone managing to sneak up on me tonight?” she muttered in frustration as she got to her feet, still feeling slightly unsteady but determined not to show it.
“You can put the gun down, luv. I’m one of the good guys.” The stranger’s voice was gentle, and there was an almost musical lilt to his words as he held his hands up, showing he was unarmed.
“Forgive me if I don’t take your word on that.”
He reached up slowly and swept a sodden tumble of auburn curls out of his eyes so she could see his face. “Those holes in your neck are going to keep bleeding unless I treat them. It’s a charming little trick they have, something in the saliva that stops the blood from clotting properly.” He took a step forward. “My name is Aedan, and I’m sorry I didn’t get here in time to save your friend. You must be a member of the Paladin Protection Agency.”
Val lowered the gun, though she didn’t take her finger off the trigger. “Did Remington take out a front page ad or something? How is it everyone I’ve met tonight knows who I am and who I work for?” She raised her free hand and clamped it down on the wound on her neck, hissing slightly in pain as she pressed hard to slow the bleeding.
“Your organization seems to have run afoul of a very nasty vampire, luv.”
“Stop calling me that,” Val snapped.
Aedan grinned and took another step toward her. “I’d use your name, but first you need to tell me what it is.”
“It’s Val,” she offered and lowered her gun the rest of the way. “And I’ve decided I’m going to trust you, for now.” As he moved close enough that she could see him properly, Val realized he was probably used to being trusted on sight. Or being flirted with on sight, she mentally added as she took in his appearance. His eyes were hazel, and even in the dim light of the street she could make out the smattering of freckles that dusted his chiseled features. Even soaking wet and half in shadow, the man was definitely easy on the eyes.
“I’m pleased to meet you, Val. Though I will admit I wish it were under more cheerful circumstances.” Aedan reached into his pocket, and Val lifted the gun slightly in warning. “Easy now, I’ve got something that’ll help with the bleeding. No need to shoot the man offering to help.” He dug deeper and withdrew what looked like a small, plastic squeeze bottle full of water.
“What is it?” She eyed the bottle with distrust. The wound on her neck hurt like hell, and the bleeding hadn’t stopped yet, but she’d rather deal with the discomfort than let a stranger dose her with god knew what. “And for that matter, how do you know about Paladin? Or vampires?”
Aedan chuckled. “Is this what you call trusting someone? I’d hate to see how you react to someone you don’t trust if this is the warm and fuzzy version.” He tipped the bottle over and squeezed a bit of the liquid onto his hand, where it blended with the rain. “It’s holy water, that’s all. It’ll help. And as for how I know about Christoph and his kind, I’m a hunter.”
“Oh, that clears it up nicely,” Val shot back and arched a brow at him in irritation. “What the hell do you hunt? Deer? Criminals? Unicorns?”
“Vampires actually,” Aedan answered in a matter-of-fact tone as he nodded toward her injury. “Will you permit me to fix that for you, or are you going to just keep bleeding until your friends arrive?”
It was at times like these Val envied her teammate Tara her empathic abilities. It would have made it so much easier to know if she could trust this charming man, or if she was about to fall victim to her infamously bad sense of character judgment yet again.
“Go ahead.” She lifted her fingers away and frowned when she saw that she was still bleeding heavily. “And uh, thanks.”
“This might sting a bit,” he warned her.
“It’s only water. How much could it—yeow!” She yelped in surprise at the burning sensation that flared up and then faded as quickly as it had come. “I thought you said that was just water?”
“Holy water, Father Patrick’s special blend in point of fact. It has the power to purify that which has been tainted by the undead.”
“So that hurt because your friend Christoph left me with a neck full of vamp venom?”
“Something like that, yes. But let’s be clear here, Christoph is no friend of mine. He’s more like my current assignment. Forgive me for saying so, but you don’t seem too well informed for a group that managed to kill off an entire nest of Christoph’s fledglings. I’m going to guess you’re new to this sort of thing.”
Before she could answer him, several sets of headlights appeared on the road, heading toward them at high speed.
“It would appear your friends have arrived.”
Before she could say a word, he brushed a quick kiss to her lips, and then his voice whispered in her ear, “I’ll see you again soon, luv.” Then he was gone. Between one heartbeat and the next, he vanished. Her lips still tingled from the kiss he’d given her before he had disappeared, the only proof he’d ever been there at all.
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Adult Excerpt
Val wriggled against him again, working her fingers between their bodies and under his clothing to wrap around his cock. She managed to stroke a fingertip over the sensitive slit at the end of his dick, spreading the pre-cum over the head. The feeling of her hand sliding over his slick skin made his cock harder still, and he broke their kiss with a shuddering groan.
“You keep this up and I’m going to be inside you before you know it.”
“Promises, promises.” She pumped his cock with her hand as she nibbled her way down his neck to his chest, biting just hard enough to entice. “You need to be naked first.”
“So do you. So, as much as I am enjoying this, you need to let me up.”
She grinned at him in challenge as she fisted his cock from root to tip. “Make me.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He surged off the couch and caught her in his arms on the way up. He lifted her high enough he could suckle one sweet nipple into his mouth, enjoying her low moans of encouragement. He let go of her breast with an audible pop and lowered her to her feet, his hands already tugging at the waistband of her pants. She was trying to get his shirt up over his head at the same time, and both of them laughed as they blocked each other’s efforts.
“I’ll go first,” she offered as she let go of his shirt and dropped to her knees, taking his pants and underwear down with one clean jerk. With his pants still around his knees, she leaned in and sucked his cock deep into her mouth, and his legs nearly buckled at the sensation that surged through his body. She finished undressing him one-handed as she cupped his balls with the other hand, rolling them between her fingers as her tongue worked its way up and down his dick.
“Jesus that feels good.” He rolled his hips, pushing himself deeper into the velvety heat of her mouth. She hummed something in response, and he could have sworn all the blood in his body flowed to his cock. He tore his shirt over his head and threw it aside, his hands already tangled into her hair before it hit the floor. She was tall enough that she had to bow her head even when she was on her knees, and the thought flashed through his mind he’d be able to bend her over and take her from behind without having to worry about any height issues for once. The image of her long, lean form bent in front of him sent a spike of lust hammering straight through him.
Her fingers stroked up the back of his thigh, a gentle caress that was a marked counterpoint to the powerful swirl and suction she was using on his cock. His balls tightened as she toyed with them, and he bucked his hips again. Her teeth raked lightly along his shaft, and he almost missed the moment she slid a finger between his butt cheeks and pressed hard, just breaching the rim of his anus.
“Fuck!” He groaned as the triple set of sensations nearly broke his control. His hands tightened in her hair, and she laughed at him, the vibrations setting off another flurry of pleasurable sensations. She swallowed him so deep he forgot to breathe, and when she wiggled her finger inside his ass again, he lost the battle to stay in control and came harder than he had in his life. He fucked her mouth as his orgasm washed through him, and he could feel her sweet lips tighten around him every time she swallowed another spurt of his cum.
He loosened his hold on her hair as his wits slowly returned, and she licked his cock one last time before looking up at him with an expression of smug amusement. “Pleased with yourself are you?” he asked as he reached down to help lift her back to her feet and then scooped her into his arms without effort. She squealed in protest as he held her, her feet kicking out wildly as he looked around the room for the perfect place for what he had planned next. A large wing chair caught his eye, and he headed for it as she laughed and tried to wriggle free. “You’re not going anywhere. I’m not nearly done with you yet.”
He laid her carefully over one of the overstuffed arms, her head on the seat and her delectable ass stuck up in the air. “Don’t you move a muscle,” he warned her as he stripped her pants off and then stroked his hand down her back and over the curve of her bare bottom. The lips of her pussy already gleamed with evidence of her arousal, the scent of it just strong enough to tease at his senses. He laid his hands on the twin globes of her ass and kneaded them as he dropped to his knees and then nuzzled his face between her thighs. His tongue teased along the seam of her pussy, and he felt her quiver in anticipation, her thighs parting.
“You keep this up and I’m going to be inside you before you know it.”
“Promises, promises.” She pumped his cock with her hand as she nibbled her way down his neck to his chest, biting just hard enough to entice. “You need to be naked first.”
“So do you. So, as much as I am enjoying this, you need to let me up.”
She grinned at him in challenge as she fisted his cock from root to tip. “Make me.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He surged off the couch and caught her in his arms on the way up. He lifted her high enough he could suckle one sweet nipple into his mouth, enjoying her low moans of encouragement. He let go of her breast with an audible pop and lowered her to her feet, his hands already tugging at the waistband of her pants. She was trying to get his shirt up over his head at the same time, and both of them laughed as they blocked each other’s efforts.
“I’ll go first,” she offered as she let go of his shirt and dropped to her knees, taking his pants and underwear down with one clean jerk. With his pants still around his knees, she leaned in and sucked his cock deep into her mouth, and his legs nearly buckled at the sensation that surged through his body. She finished undressing him one-handed as she cupped his balls with the other hand, rolling them between her fingers as her tongue worked its way up and down his dick.
“Jesus that feels good.” He rolled his hips, pushing himself deeper into the velvety heat of her mouth. She hummed something in response, and he could have sworn all the blood in his body flowed to his cock. He tore his shirt over his head and threw it aside, his hands already tangled into her hair before it hit the floor. She was tall enough that she had to bow her head even when she was on her knees, and the thought flashed through his mind he’d be able to bend her over and take her from behind without having to worry about any height issues for once. The image of her long, lean form bent in front of him sent a spike of lust hammering straight through him.
Her fingers stroked up the back of his thigh, a gentle caress that was a marked counterpoint to the powerful swirl and suction she was using on his cock. His balls tightened as she toyed with them, and he bucked his hips again. Her teeth raked lightly along his shaft, and he almost missed the moment she slid a finger between his butt cheeks and pressed hard, just breaching the rim of his anus.
“Fuck!” He groaned as the triple set of sensations nearly broke his control. His hands tightened in her hair, and she laughed at him, the vibrations setting off another flurry of pleasurable sensations. She swallowed him so deep he forgot to breathe, and when she wiggled her finger inside his ass again, he lost the battle to stay in control and came harder than he had in his life. He fucked her mouth as his orgasm washed through him, and he could feel her sweet lips tighten around him every time she swallowed another spurt of his cum.
He loosened his hold on her hair as his wits slowly returned, and she licked his cock one last time before looking up at him with an expression of smug amusement. “Pleased with yourself are you?” he asked as he reached down to help lift her back to her feet and then scooped her into his arms without effort. She squealed in protest as he held her, her feet kicking out wildly as he looked around the room for the perfect place for what he had planned next. A large wing chair caught his eye, and he headed for it as she laughed and tried to wriggle free. “You’re not going anywhere. I’m not nearly done with you yet.”
He laid her carefully over one of the overstuffed arms, her head on the seat and her delectable ass stuck up in the air. “Don’t you move a muscle,” he warned her as he stripped her pants off and then stroked his hand down her back and over the curve of her bare bottom. The lips of her pussy already gleamed with evidence of her arousal, the scent of it just strong enough to tease at his senses. He laid his hands on the twin globes of her ass and kneaded them as he dropped to his knees and then nuzzled his face between her thighs. His tongue teased along the seam of her pussy, and he felt her quiver in anticipation, her thighs parting.
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