Feeling nostalgic. Two years ago this week, I received my first offer on my first book. From Mercy:
As they turned, her legs automatically twined through his in a bid for control.
The urge to shift was just below the surface, the instinct trembling through every limb, definite arousal twisted around her fear of surrender. She could feel it in his body as well, coming off him like an electric current.
“Will everything between us be a battle, Iada?” he chided gently, untangling his legs and rebalancing himself. He flicked at a tender spot just beneath her ear with his tongue and nibbled his way down along her neck to her shoulder. She felt his teeth drag against the skin there, then bite lightly.
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