Compilation Of Short Stories
The bond roared, the Solstice magic crackled, and his overwhelming presence consumed her.
The friction of her squirming body against the hard ridge of his arousal, straining against his wet pants, was electric. "Feel it, little thief?" Kael rasped, his breath hot and ragged against her ear. His voice was pure feral hunger, scraping over her nerves. "The fire. The need burning you from the inside." He didn't wait for an answer. He captured her mouth in a searing, devouring kiss. It was a clash, a claiming, teeth, tongues, the desperate fusion of breath. Not tender, but necessary, primal, fueled by lust and the bond’s undeniable imperative. Anya melted into it, a raw moan ripped from her throa