Tempting Auzed (Clecanian, #4)

by Victoria Aveline

This guy might look like a god, but he had the personality of a sea urchin.

She lowered her lips and breathed hot air onto the head of his shaft, making him curse. In an almost unrecognizable voice, he rumbled, “Alejandra, this isn’t done.” She grinned and took the tip of him into her mouth.

Needed as a soldier, as a brother, as a guard, sometimes as a male, but he couldn’t remember ever feeling wanted.

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her close. “You’ve converted me. If I had it my way, you would never stop touching me.”

As the first hints of alcohol hit his system and relaxed his muscles, he understood why some people enjoyed doing nothing. Nothing, if done with the right person, was like a balm for the soul.

They were here together now. She was his, and he was hers. And she was greedy. She might not be able to keep him forever, but she could have this perfect day. She’d regret it more if she didn’t give herself to him now than if she’d held back for the sake of her heart. A part of it was already his anyway.

No one would ever compare to Auzed. She was sure of it. He’d ruined her for all other men.

“I’m yours,” she whispered, her chest so full it could explode. “And you’re mine.”