Behind The Enchanted Door

 

 © Copyright, Arianna Hart

All Rights Reserved
ISBN: 1-4199-0394-2

Note: Arianna Hart's Books are intended for those readers 18 years old or older.

 

Excerpt :

"Joining ceremony? Hold on a second, Trigger. I'm not going to any joining ceremony. I'm taking a bath and going to sleep for a week. Then I'm going to eat my weight in peanut butter." What the hell was he talking about?

"You do indeed need rest and food but first we shall discuss our future."

"Hello! Are you deaf? Have you not heard a word I said? There isn't going to be an ‘our' in the future."

"Oh, but there you are wrong, my love."

"I am not your love!" A fluttery feeling twisted in her stomach even as she said the words.

"Yes. You are. And even if I wished to give you more time to grow accustomed to the fact, we don't have it. You heard what Lartu said. If I don't take you for my mate you will be banished. And with Su'are on the loose that is tantamount to a death sentence."

Banished? In a world that she didn't know the first thing about. Where fairies flitted all over the place and people changed into animals at the drop of a hat. Cripes. "Isn't there some sort of engagement period? Some time for us to get to know each other before we're joined?" Somehow Kaleen didn't think there was a divorce court anywhere near by.

"You will have a week to prepare for the ceremony but my love, we already know each other. Your soul knows we belong together. Your heart knows you belong to me, even if your mind is not yet ready to admit it."

"Pretty damn sure of yourself aren't you, Trigger?" She belonged to herself, not to any man. Or horse for that matter.

"I am sure of you. Your spirit cannot lie." His eyes burned into hers and tension came off him in waves. It was as if he thought he could force her to believe him by the strength of his will.

Kaleen took a step back. The determination on his face frightened her with its intensity. That it was directed at her was doubly scary. The heat from that searing blue gaze fired her blood and sent her pussy into spasms. How was she supposed to fight him and her body?

"I don't want to be tied with anyone for the rest of my life. I just want to be alone and paint."

"My love, you weren't meant to be alone. You have a passion inside of you that only I can tame. You belong with me."

Jo'naz stepped closer to her so she backed up a few more paces. He was so damn insistent that she was his long lost mate. It was like arguing with a brick wall. A very sexy, muscular brick wall. In tight, soft pants that showed off every one of his attributes. And showed them off well.

"Ah, can I sleep on it?" she asked, stalling for time. She backed against a table and stopped. Trapped.

"I will no longer be confined to your dreams, Kaleen." Jo'naz lifted her hips onto the table and stepped between her legs.

He pulled her pelvis firmly against his. She felt his cock press against her through the soft fabric of his pants. Her dress hiked to the tops of her thighs and all that separated her core from that steely shaft was the thin barrier of his pants. A wave of longing washed through her, drenching her pussy in juices.

"Jo'naz, I don't think we should be doing this..." her words ended with a gasp as he tipped her face up and kissed her.

His lips grazed hers gently at first, teasing her with their nearness. When she didn't back away he pulled her closer, intensifying the kiss. Jo'naz nibbled on her lower lip, drawing it into his mouth and sucking on it. His tongue darted out and tangled with her more than eager one.

Heat bloomed in her chest and spread out to encompass every atom of her being. A tiny inferno started in her chest and burned through her entire body. Especially between her legs.

The fire grew hotter as Jo'naz stroked her rib cage through her dress. His fingers were so light and teasing she wanted to scream at him to hurry! God, how she ached for the feel of his bare hands on her breasts. They felt so full and heavy with want. Her nipples pebbled up and rubbed against her dress, the friction made her squirm with need. How much more could she take before she spontaneously combusted?

Her agony increased as his rock-hard legs rubbed against her much softer thighs. She could feel his cock so close to her waiting pussy but not nearly close enough. Damn it, she wanted him so badly it ached. One stroke. All it would take was one stroke of those callused fingers and she'd be out of her misery.

Kaleen scooted closer and tried to rub herself against that deliciously huge cock that stood just out of reach but Jo'naz stopped her. One hand supported her while the other pushed her back onto the table. His mouth covered her pointed nipple and sucked it right through her dress. Kaleen arched her back, trying to get closer to his lips. Her hips bucked in frustration. Too many clothes! They were wearing too many clothes!

"Take off your pants!" she ordered, reaching for the tie that held them up.

"Not until you're my mate." Jo'naz stopped touching her and stepped away, leaving her cold and needy.

Her world exploded around her.
 

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