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Nikki didn’t believe shape-shifters were real until she’s attacked by a creature right out of her nightmares then rescued by a man straight from her dreams, but she must trust him despite the scars marring her heart if either are to survive. Final book in a complete series!
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Nikki struggled to move her arms, her legs. Pain, hot like fire, burned at her neck. With each breath, her strength waned. I’m dying… The realization sent a shot of adrenaline through her veins. Perhaps this was some kind of bizarre nightmare. Yet, deep inside, she understood this was all too real.
“Do you want to live?” The strange male’s deep voice filtered inside, calming her.
Everything had happened so fast. The fight between the preternatural creatures in the woods, the brutal attack, and now this strong, fearless man, offering her a chance to live. Yet, he’d said she’d have to give up her life, go with him. Her mind raced, searching for answers and alternatives. There were none.
With the moon behind him, his features were cast in shadows, yet she had the sense she could trust him. “Do I…have a…choice?”
“A choice is what I’m offering you. You must decide, now, before your preference is no longer an option.” His soothing words settled into her soul.
Numbness teased at her thoughts, dragging her down and drowning her in its undertow. More than anything, Nikki wanted to experience love. She inhaled a ragged breath. “I want to…live.”
He slid his arm around her waist and drew her to him. His muscles bulged under his shirt, and a wave of security and peace crested over her. Gently, he stroked her hair away from her face. His fingers brushed against her cheek, thoughtful and tender.
“What is your name?” His breath tickled her ear.
“Nikki.”
“Nikki. Such an unusual name, one I haven’t heard before. I’m going to seal your injury with my saliva. It will help you heal.” His lips caressed her skin and his tongue, warm and wet, slid over her wounds. The sensation lit up her nerves, and she melted into him, wanting more of his sweet kisses.
“Nikki is short for N…Nicole.” She choked on her words, unable to focus on anything but his mouth, his tongue, his soft, affectionate ministrations.
“Nicole.” His voice rumbled in his chest. The vibration travelled between them, and beneath her thin shirt her nipples puckered. “Such a beautiful name. That suits you much better.”
His lips returned to her throat. A soft pulling sensation at the wounds made her head swim. With each tug, the pain lessened. He swirled his tongue over her injury once more then drew back to look at her. “How do you feel?”
Like I died and went to heaven. That, however, wasn’t an appropriate response. “Alive.”
“That’s good, very good indeed.” The rumbling of his voice reverberated between them, settling into her chest, warming her. This man, this stranger, made her feel more alive than she’d ever felt in her life, and she didn’t even know his name.
Unable to see him clearly, she trailed her finger over the rough stubble on his chin. “What’s your name?”
He wrapped his fingers around hers, stopping her exploration of him. “Gaetan.”
“Gaetan. I’ve never heard that name before.”
“Then I guess we’re even.”
“Do you want to live?” The strange male’s deep voice filtered inside, calming her.
Everything had happened so fast. The fight between the preternatural creatures in the woods, the brutal attack, and now this strong, fearless man, offering her a chance to live. Yet, he’d said she’d have to give up her life, go with him. Her mind raced, searching for answers and alternatives. There were none.
With the moon behind him, his features were cast in shadows, yet she had the sense she could trust him. “Do I…have a…choice?”
“A choice is what I’m offering you. You must decide, now, before your preference is no longer an option.” His soothing words settled into her soul.
Numbness teased at her thoughts, dragging her down and drowning her in its undertow. More than anything, Nikki wanted to experience love. She inhaled a ragged breath. “I want to…live.”
He slid his arm around her waist and drew her to him. His muscles bulged under his shirt, and a wave of security and peace crested over her. Gently, he stroked her hair away from her face. His fingers brushed against her cheek, thoughtful and tender.
“What is your name?” His breath tickled her ear.
“Nikki.”
“Nikki. Such an unusual name, one I haven’t heard before. I’m going to seal your injury with my saliva. It will help you heal.” His lips caressed her skin and his tongue, warm and wet, slid over her wounds. The sensation lit up her nerves, and she melted into him, wanting more of his sweet kisses.
“Nikki is short for N…Nicole.” She choked on her words, unable to focus on anything but his mouth, his tongue, his soft, affectionate ministrations.
“Nicole.” His voice rumbled in his chest. The vibration travelled between them, and beneath her thin shirt her nipples puckered. “Such a beautiful name. That suits you much better.”
His lips returned to her throat. A soft pulling sensation at the wounds made her head swim. With each tug, the pain lessened. He swirled his tongue over her injury once more then drew back to look at her. “How do you feel?”
Like I died and went to heaven. That, however, wasn’t an appropriate response. “Alive.”
“That’s good, very good indeed.” The rumbling of his voice reverberated between them, settling into her chest, warming her. This man, this stranger, made her feel more alive than she’d ever felt in her life, and she didn’t even know his name.
Unable to see him clearly, she trailed her finger over the rough stubble on his chin. “What’s your name?”
He wrapped his fingers around hers, stopping her exploration of him. “Gaetan.”
“Gaetan. I’ve never heard that name before.”
“Then I guess we’re even.”