Denied
-- EXCERPT: Leaning against the bar, I’m lost in my own world when there’s a bump from behind me, the last of my lemonade spilling out down my silver satin top and making me jump back, hitting a hard body. “Oh, I’m sor—” My words break off as textured hands gently grasp the top of my arms. A warm huff of breath lands on my head. A choked sound follows. My feet root to the floor even as I lean into the heat of a total stranger. What is wrong with me tonight? I can’t help but take deep, gulping breaths of his scent. Whoever this is, he’s clearly an alpha. An alpha who smells freaking amazing, like the earth after rainfall. Petrichor. I suck it down like oxygen, even as my breathing speeds up and I feel lightheaded. The hands resting on my arms rub up and down, gently soothing me, the alpha curving himself over me as whispered words brush my ear. “Turn around, sweetheart. I need to see your face.” There’s a familiar rasping undertone to his words, but I’m still lost in his scent. Spinning, I press myself into a broad chest, my nose seeking the touch of bare skin left open at the top of his dark shirt. My hands slide up, gripping the collar of his shirt as I breathe deeply, and his head drops to the crook of my neck as he breathes in. “Fuck.” His growl reverberates through my bones, settling deep in my chest with a harsh tug. It’s want, it’s longing, it’s straight-up lust like I’ve never felt before in my life. And as he moves back, for the first time in my life I let out a long, needy whine. Holy shit. Is this—no. It can’t be. But as my head clears and I yank myself back to stare into impossibly familiar, widened violet eyes, I know there’s no mistake. Jax Cohen isn’t just my future alpha. He’s my damn Soul Bonded.
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