Merry Christmas, Everybody!
-Kate
His Guardian Angel
by Kate Hill
From
Changeling Press / All Romance Ebooks
Blurb:
After a weird artist tattoos a werewolf on her arm, Angel gets lost in a snowstorm and stops at a remote house to ask for directions. She has no idea the house is owned by a once famous singer who disappeared from the public eye five years ago.
The last thing Gannon wants is a guest, especially not during the holiday season when he’s reminded of his forced separation from the human race. He doesn’t expect the explosive attraction between him and Angel, but how can he, a man cursed to be a shapeshifter, resist a woman with a werewolf tattooed on her arm?
Angel is the only one who can tame his beast, giving him the greatest Christmas gift of his life.
The following excerpt from His Guardian Angel is for readers 18 and over.
“I suppose it’s coincidence, you showing up here with your sick tattoo!”
“I said hands off!” This time she balled her fist and punched him.
He grunted, but instead of releasing her, he pulled her even closer. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he buried his hand in her hair. Despite his anger, she felt his rock-hard cock pressing against her and knew the arousal she felt for him was mutual. His gaze, so calm earlier but blazing now, fixed on hers. Angel trembled with desire and fear.
He must have noticed because his hold on her loosened. A look of regret mingled with desperation in his eyes. Releasing her, he stepped way and rubbed a hand over his face.
“When the storm clears I want you out of here.”
“I didn’t want to be here in the first place, and for your information I don’t know any Pete!” She picked up her belongings and stomped out of the room.
Seconds later, he forced his way in front of her. “You can’t go out there now.”
Her jaw clenched, Angel kicked at his knee, but this time he noticed the blow and avoided it. He grasped her shoulders and again lust crashed over her. It seemed every time they touched, her desire for him grew in intensity. “If you go out there you might get hurt.”
“What do you care? You think I’m some kind of stalker, right? You’re so full of yourself–” He silenced her with an unexpected yet irresistible kiss.
Lost in the warmth of his firm, moist lips and the pleasant scrape of his beard against her face, Angel dropped her bags.
All reality seemed to fade. Her head spun and her heart pounded. Never before had she been in such state of raw desire. If they didn’t tear off their clothes this instant and give her the gratification of skin-against-skin, she’d probably go insane.
Gannon broke their kiss only to run his lips along the side of her neck. He tugged down the straps on her tank top and kissed her shoulder, then ran his tongue across her collarbone.
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