My body was enjoying
his touch, but I was only on a slow simmer.
Asher kissed and
nipped his way over the exposed skin of my neck and shoulders. I felt him
linger over my pulse, but when I tensed he moved on. His hands gripped my ass
tugging me closer. When I felt them trace along the edge of my panties, I
pulled back.
“I can’t,” I
whispered not wanting to disappoint him. I was
in his lap. It might suggest that I wanted this to go further than just kissing
and some light petting.
Asher withdrew his hands
settling them on my hips. “I understand. You set the boundaries here, Genevieve
and I will follow.”
I eyed him for some
hint that he disappointed. “You’re not upset?”
“Why would I be upset
when your innocents is something I’m drawn to. I’m an immortal. Take all the
time to you need, but until then I will be content with kissing you, if you’ll
allow me?”
I smiled and nodded.
That night, Asher
gave me my first real make out session. His hands never wandered to any of the
off limit areas and I was okay with that. When I got hungry, he had his driver
swing by a fast food burger joint and order us food. We sat in the back of the
car having a make shift picnic before he drove me home.
Walking into the
house with swollen lips, heels in my hands and looking slightly disheveled had
Tyler giving me a big smirk.
“Nothing happened,” I
stated walking past him.
“You’re appearance
would suggest otherwise.”
Awakened
The Horsemen Chronicles
Book One
D.C. Gambel
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Date of Publication: March 16, 2018
ISBN: 1981137491
ASIN: B079FRN2WQ
Number of pages: 391
Word Count: 96k
Tagline: My vulnerability, that’s kept me secluded from the world, is now the one thing that can save it.
Book Description:
Evie has lived most of her life as a recluse, terrified that she might hurt someone. On her twenty-first birthday she meets Derek who informs her there’s a reason behind her gifts.
As someone that had to spend her entire life avoiding human contact, learning the truth about her origins as one of the Four Horsemen was a hard pill to swallow. Especially once she realizes that her fellow Horsemen are the only people she’d ever met that can withstand her touch.
The struggle to overcome her seclusion becomes very real when Evie discovers an attraction has sprung up between herself and one of her fellow Horsemen. Nothing good can come from pursuing the allure, especially when she knows that it not only would jeopardize her team, but her heart as well.
Excerpt:
“Break it down
for us, Cam.”
“I met my
informant last night,” he said, leaning between the opening of the front seats.
I angled myself to face him so I could hear him better. “He claims that Axel
Reese, pack alpha of Summery, was contacted by Asmodeus.”
There was a
swirl of profanities, but I was clueless to why. So I asked.
“Asmodeus is one
of the seven princes of hell. He’s also the prince of lust. Apparently they
were rumored to have met the night the succubus attacked the fraternity party,”
Cam went on to explain.
“I’m sure that
was no coincidence,” Tyler muttered. “I thought the succubi broke off from
Asmodeus decades ago when he started demanding that they worship him as a god.”
“They did, but
with the seals being broken the demons of lust are returning to their master in
hopes he can protect them from the apocalypse. They don’t even realize that
he’ll use them a cannon fodder to save his ass. If Axel really did meet with
Asmodeus we need to be prepared for a shift in the packs loyalty.”
“Why not just go
to Asmodeus first?” Derek asked keeping his eyes forward.
“Axel would be a
lot easier to handle then walking in to Phoenix.”
“Phoenix?” I
asked.
“It’s a demon
club,” Tyler answered. “We don’t get the warmest reception. Asmodeus owns it.”
“Stole it is
more like it,” Derek chimed in. He glanced at me. Seeing the quizzical look he
elaborated. “It used to be a safe haven for the powers of good. Demons attacked
it as a distraction for whoever is breaking the seals. The club has been in
demon hands for almost three decades after two centuries of it being in the
hands of good. Only positive thing is the demons can’t put up their wards to
keep us out.”
“They’ve tried,”
Tyler announced.
“Yes they have,”
Cam agreed. All three men chuckled and I felt like I was being left out of the
joke.
“Hair of the
dog?” I asked when we pulled up outside the dive bar. “I thought you were
joking.”
Cam chuckled.
“They’re not the most creative bunch.” His hand found the small of my back as
we headed to the door. I could feel its warmth seeping though the fabric of my
shirt almost like it was melting it away until his skin touched mine. I shook
my head subtly clearing those thoughts. “You stay near one of us and we’ll make
sure no one touches you. What skin is exposed no one should be touching anyways
unless they’re looking for trouble.” The other two nodded in agreement.
About the Author:
D.C. Gambel is a mother, army wife, and a hopeless romantic. Romance has always been her genre of choice whether it’s contemporary, historical, paranormal, or even pushing towards erotica in both reading and writing. When she first decided to try her hand at writing, romance was the obvious choice. Getting lost in a different world, living unimaginable lives is something she strives for, even if it’s just a temporary enjoyment.
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Thank you for sharing my book
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