Top 10 Couples That Make Us Swoon Countdown
# 7
Bishop Eleazar King & Larissa Hartzler
CALLING FOR A MIRACLE {The Order of Vampyres 2}
When he is solely responsible for her past misery and distrust of men, he must take accountability and show her what real love is. But after years of torture, she doesn't believe in such things and his persistence unleashes a world of hidden strength. Who doesn't like seeing the hardest man in town brought to his knees by a woman all mistakenly assumed was weak?
She opened her eyes. Pools of ice blue stared back at him.“What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice husky from sleep.“I told you I would catch you.”“I’ll run again.”“And I will find you again. There will be no escaping me, Larissa. I am more powerful than any male of The Order. I am used to getting what I want.”“And what is it you want, Bishop?”He pulled the quilt the rest of the way down her naked form and let it fall to the floor. Her long legs curved and pulled together, but he could not tell if she did this to entice him or because she was feeling bashful. “You know what I have come for.”“You have come to return me to Silus,” she said with a slight but meaningful sting to her voice.Slowly he shook his head. “No. Not tonight. Tonight you belong to me.”Her soft, black lashes lifted and she looked at him with a world of emotion; relief, hope, fear, trust. No, not trust, but something close. The trust one provides another just before entering into a contract perhaps. Slowly she rotated her hips again, placing her backside more firmly in the center of the mattress as if in invitation. She was magnificent, displayed before him in all of her naked beauty. Her arms lifted above her head, causing her breasts to lift and her nipples to darken and pull tight. He slowly reached for her ankles. His fingers were able to wrap around her delicate bones and then some. For being so tall, she was still rather petite. Even her smooth feet seemed exceptionally feminine and dainty next to his large hands.He slowly pulled her legs apart and lifted them off the bed. Her back slid down the mattress then arched with the new position he had placed her in. He brought her ankles close to his face. Turning slightly to his right, but never taking his eyes from her, he kissed the soft flesh. “You have broken rules, Larissa.” She looked up at him and he could tell she was feeling vulnerable. “This body.” He kissed her other ankle. “It is only meant to be shared with your mate.”“Silus is not my mate,” she said vehemently. “I am quite aware,” he commented back. “Why don’t you explain to me how you were able to reject my compulsion earlier?”“I don’t know.”“You must,” he argued in a voice so calm it was misleading.“I don’t. I just…did it.”“And what was it you did?”“All I did was say no.”“Not a word I prefer to hear from you, beautiful Larissa.”“I won’t go back. Ask me again and again I will tell you no.”He chuckled softly as he slowly moved forward and dragged the backs of his fingers over the soft flesh of her thighs. “You will.”“No.” She shook her head as if certain.He arched an eyebrow and smirked at her insolence. “No?”“No.”In a flash he dropped her legs to the side and had her pinned beneath him on the mattress. She breathed heavily and the scent of her fear filled the room. Her palms were now pressed into his heavily muscled shoulders. His body seemed to have grown instantly hard. He pressed himself firmly into the cradle of her hips to show her she was outmatched. He was bigger, older, and stronger. She would be wise to surrender.She whimpered and gave his shoulders a futile push. “Get off of me,” she said with only mediocre conviction. He ground his hips again. “I rather like it here, with you under me at the mercy of my will.” Her eyes began to dart back and forth as if she were thinking of a way to escape. “Accept it, Larissa. You are no match for me.”“No!” she shouted and suddenly Eleazar was hurtled off of her body with such force he was struck dumb. His body slammed hard against the wall and all went black.
After fleeing her oppressive marriage, Larissa Hartzler will give herself to no man, but Bishop Eleazar King has other plans. Eleazar is appalled when he discovers the always-dutiful Larissa working in an English house of sin. As the most respected immortal of The Order, Eleazar has always maintained unwavering control, but everything changes once he is called. His long-standing position of authority is threatened when his need for his mate takes hold. There is nothing that will keep him from possessing the virginal Larissa as his mate. Not even her husband. Larissa's fear of being found by Bishop King transforms into confusion when she learns he is her mate. Five times his minor and broken on so many emotional levels, Larissa knows she will be an inadequate mate for Eleazar. With gentle patience, he begins to teach her what her husband never did, and slowly awakens Larissa's desires.
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Bishop Eleazar King & Larissa Hartzler
CALLING FOR A MIRACLE {The Order of Vampyres 2}
When he is solely responsible for her past misery and distrust of men, he must take accountability and show her what real love is. But after years of torture, she doesn't believe in such things and his persistence unleashes a world of hidden strength. Who doesn't like seeing the hardest man in town brought to his knees by a woman all mistakenly assumed was weak?
She opened her eyes. Pools of ice blue stared back at him.“What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice husky from sleep.“I told you I would catch you.”“I’ll run again.”“And I will find you again. There will be no escaping me, Larissa. I am more powerful than any male of The Order. I am used to getting what I want.”“And what is it you want, Bishop?”He pulled the quilt the rest of the way down her naked form and let it fall to the floor. Her long legs curved and pulled together, but he could not tell if she did this to entice him or because she was feeling bashful. “You know what I have come for.”“You have come to return me to Silus,” she said with a slight but meaningful sting to her voice.Slowly he shook his head. “No. Not tonight. Tonight you belong to me.”Her soft, black lashes lifted and she looked at him with a world of emotion; relief, hope, fear, trust. No, not trust, but something close. The trust one provides another just before entering into a contract perhaps. Slowly she rotated her hips again, placing her backside more firmly in the center of the mattress as if in invitation. She was magnificent, displayed before him in all of her naked beauty. Her arms lifted above her head, causing her breasts to lift and her nipples to darken and pull tight. He slowly reached for her ankles. His fingers were able to wrap around her delicate bones and then some. For being so tall, she was still rather petite. Even her smooth feet seemed exceptionally feminine and dainty next to his large hands.He slowly pulled her legs apart and lifted them off the bed. Her back slid down the mattress then arched with the new position he had placed her in. He brought her ankles close to his face. Turning slightly to his right, but never taking his eyes from her, he kissed the soft flesh. “You have broken rules, Larissa.” She looked up at him and he could tell she was feeling vulnerable. “This body.” He kissed her other ankle. “It is only meant to be shared with your mate.”“Silus is not my mate,” she said vehemently. “I am quite aware,” he commented back. “Why don’t you explain to me how you were able to reject my compulsion earlier?”“I don’t know.”“You must,” he argued in a voice so calm it was misleading.“I don’t. I just…did it.”“And what was it you did?”“All I did was say no.”“Not a word I prefer to hear from you, beautiful Larissa.”“I won’t go back. Ask me again and again I will tell you no.”He chuckled softly as he slowly moved forward and dragged the backs of his fingers over the soft flesh of her thighs. “You will.”“No.” She shook her head as if certain.He arched an eyebrow and smirked at her insolence. “No?”“No.”In a flash he dropped her legs to the side and had her pinned beneath him on the mattress. She breathed heavily and the scent of her fear filled the room. Her palms were now pressed into his heavily muscled shoulders. His body seemed to have grown instantly hard. He pressed himself firmly into the cradle of her hips to show her she was outmatched. He was bigger, older, and stronger. She would be wise to surrender.She whimpered and gave his shoulders a futile push. “Get off of me,” she said with only mediocre conviction. He ground his hips again. “I rather like it here, with you under me at the mercy of my will.” Her eyes began to dart back and forth as if she were thinking of a way to escape. “Accept it, Larissa. You are no match for me.”“No!” she shouted and suddenly Eleazar was hurtled off of her body with such force he was struck dumb. His body slammed hard against the wall and all went black.
After fleeing her oppressive marriage, Larissa Hartzler will give herself to no man, but Bishop Eleazar King has other plans. Eleazar is appalled when he discovers the always-dutiful Larissa working in an English house of sin. As the most respected immortal of The Order, Eleazar has always maintained unwavering control, but everything changes once he is called. His long-standing position of authority is threatened when his need for his mate takes hold. There is nothing that will keep him from possessing the virginal Larissa as his mate. Not even her husband. Larissa's fear of being found by Bishop King transforms into confusion when she learns he is her mate. Five times his minor and broken on so many emotional levels, Larissa knows she will be an inadequate mate for Eleazar. With gentle patience, he begins to teach her what her husband never did, and slowly awakens Larissa's desires.BUY
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