Hayle Coven Novels
My demon responded with lazy power, rumbling and purring, reaching for him as, in our drowsy comfort, he bent and pressed his lips to mine.
Demon. Kisses. Were. Amazing.
Amazing.
Fire power zinged over my skin and into my bloodstream, his magic heating the space between us as my demon sent sparks to him. His mouth tasted of sweetness, hot breath entering my lungs as I drew him close and let myself fall into the pure, primal joy of the kiss. Tingles ran from my toes to the tip of my nose, skin on fire, blood burning as it raced through my body, the connection between our power battling as much as caressing along the edges.
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