A Throne of Ruin (Deliciously Dark Fairytales, #2)

by K.F. Breene

He dropped me to the ground gently and roared—a deep, rumbling, fearsome sound that turned my blood cold and sent a peal of desire working through me. I really needed to sort out my issues involving fear and arousal.

“It was the best sex I’ve ever had, and I wasn’t even in control. It more than broke my dry spell. It ruined me for other women.”

“Because I will have to let you go, and if I give much more of myself, I won’t be able to.”

I will not cower in my room and wait for you to hover around me like some sort of poltergeist fart.