of the Blackthorne Clan, Deegan Black has known heartache and pain. A
dangerous and powerful Ancient Vampire, Deegan has learned to control
much more than his clan. Is he powerful enough to deny the Mate Bond he
feels for Raylene Nightwood?
Raylene is a Dhampyre, and the
daughter of his blood brother, Raynor, who for decades has yearned for
Deegan Black, only to be coldly rebuffed. Can the tragedies and
complications the clan experiences bring them together, or threaten to
tear them apart forever?
Raylene awakened feelings in him he
thought he would not have again. Deegan considered these passions to be
little more than vampiric mythology. She awakened his...black heart.
His mate. They
could only have sex with each other now, no one else. It had been over
one hundred and fifty years since he last took the Mate Bond, so it
would be quite an adjustment to be faithful with one woman going
forward. But it was done now, no going back. He didn’t want to go back.
was beyond lust, and he knew it. Or he wouldn’t have fought it for as
long as he did. He didn’t want to love again. Seemed fate had other
pulled into his driveway. He put the car in park, ran around to the
passenger door, and lifted Raylene into his arms. At five feet-six, she
was a perfect fit for him with her lush curves and full, sensual mouth,
plus she had Raynor’s best facial features. She wasn’t drop dead
gorgeous, as Julian had managed to get the perfect, pretty looks, but
Raylene possessed a beauty all her own. He
ran into his house, taking the stairs two at time. He sensed they were
alone—perfect. Raylene’s arm circled his neck, and she nuzzled his
throat, murmuring what she wanted him to do to her. He was ready to
explode in his jeans. He
lowered her to the floor none too gently, and they both began
aggressively removing each other’s clothes. Naked, they stood facing
each other. Before he fell on her like a wild beast, he wanted her to
know, even if he could not yet put it into words. He cupped her face and
angled it upward and kissed her lips. A soft meshing, an affectionate
invasion, his tongue moved slowly inside her mouth, caressing every
inch, tasting and sucking. She exhaled with such an achingly passionate
moan the sound bordered on a sob. His
heart clenched in his chest, his unused, blackened-to-a-cinder heart.
With just that small noise, she reawakened the heart that was so unsure
of so many things after decades of neglect. He couldn’t wait anymore.
His arms pulled her close so their bodies were cleaved into one, her
soft curves embracing his body’s sharp angles and hardness. His kiss
grew more demanding, and she gave it right back. God, he loved that
about her. He loved her.
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