Today Frenzied, the first story in my Shadowed series, was released by Changeling Press.
Frenzied is set in the same world as the Mate Marks Cursed series, but can be read as a stand alone.
Below is an excerpt from Frenzied.
Hope you enjoy it and thank you for looking!
Kate
Frenzied
From Changeling Press
Britt took Michael’s hand and trailed her fingertips over it. There was no sign that twenty minutes ago he had tortured the flesh with needles and hooks.
“You get sexual pleasure from pain?” she asked.
“It’s not exactly the same, but it’s close enough to be satisfying. Or at least I thought so.” He rubbed his cheek against her hair. “It’s different with you.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“I guess it depends on how you feel about pleasuring a demon.”
“So far so good.” She turned to face him and he kissed her. Now that he’d calmed, his demonic characteristics faded. He stared at her with hypnotic blue eyes.
She caressed his face and his brow furrowed. “You sure don’t scare easy.”
“Actually I do.”
He looked skeptical and she added, “I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately.”
“Besides me?”
“Yeah.” She grinned. “Besides you. It’s like I’ve spent my whole life trying to do the right thing. I’ve had a pretty boring life. Not that I’m not happy. I love my store and I’m comfortable enough financially. Not rich like you, but –”
“Rich is nice, but it doesn’t mean everything.”
“Says the man with a mansion, five cars and an Olympic-sized swimming pool in his yard. Is it a demon thing?”
“Indulgence? Yeah, I’d say it’s a demon thing, and a human thing. Most angels aren’t as needy.”
“I mean is being rich a demon thing?”
He looked slightly annoyed. “If you’re insinuating I’ve come by my money illegally, then you’re wrong. I’ve worked my demon ass off –”
“I wasn’t insinuating anything.”
“Remember, an angel raised me. They tend to be strict about things like theft, violence and adultery.”
A wicked grin touched her lips. “So you’ve never had a married woman?”
“No.”
“But Loren was okay with prostitutes?”
“If Loren had his way I’d be singing in a monastery, but a long time ago he accepted that he can’t convert me completely.”
“I’m glad he didn’t, otherwise I wouldn’t be here.”
Cursing softly, he moved away, lay on his back and placed his arms over his head. “You don’t seem to realize how risky it is to be with me.”
She straddled him and caressed his chest. “I’m not afraid of you.”
Moving so swiftly she only had time to gasp, he pinned her onto her back, his fiery blue gaze fixed on hers. “That’s a mistake.”
“If you were going to hurt me, you’d have done it already.”
“All my life other demons have hunted me. When I was five years old, the warrior angel Rutendo had to banish my parents to hell because they kept trying to drag me back.”
Instead of the terror he expected to see in her eyes, he saw sympathy.
“It must have been terrible for you,” she said. “How did you feel? Did you fear your family or were you angry with the angels from keeping you from them?”
A look of anger, then confusion and longing passed across his face. Loosening his hold on her, he dipped his head closer so his lips hovered over hers.
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