Another snippet from HEART OF DARKNESS…
From USA Today Bestselling author Lauren Dane comes a white-hot new series of a dangerous family legacy, and sensual paranormal passions played to the death on the knife-edge of darkness…
Meriel Owen, next in line to control the largest organization of witches in the country, is asked to investigate the owner of a notorious club reportedly siphoning magic from the font of the Clan. It’s a direct violation of the Clan Code of Conduct, but one look at Dominic Bright and Meriel’s willing to make a deal. One taste of the sexually feral outlaw witch, and she’s eager to go further: he’s her bond mate, a legal conduit into the world of Clan witches and their magic.
Playing by the rules isn’t Dominic’s style, but bonding with Meriel–night after explosive night–is. However, Meriel has unwittingly invited someone else into her world: Dominic’s mother, a dangerous and poisonously influential magic addict whose lust for death and power corrupts all she touches. Now her shadow is closing in on Meriel, her Clan, and the man Meriel loves, and it’s casting them all into the inescapable heart of darkness.
BOUND BY MAGICK: HEART OF DARKNESS by LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2011, Lauren Dane
All Rights Reserved, The Berkley Publishing Group
Releasing November 1!
HE stalked her as she walked through his place. She sent him the side- eye but he wasn’t deterred. He liked having her in his apartment. Which was sort of funny given that he’d never, ever seriously considered living with a woman. Now
though? This woman? He wanted her with him all the time. She would be safer, no doubt. He’d be around. She’d be closer to her job and he wouldn’t have to run back and forth across the lake to see her.
“You’re making me nervous.”
“No, I’m not. Very little makes you nervous.” He smiled and she huffed and went back to putting her clothes away.
“I missed you when you were gone.”
She must have gotten a pedicure when she was in San Francisco. Her toes were different. A deep, dark red. Like every other part of her, her feet were sexy.
She looked up at him, suspicion on her face. ” Mmm- hmm.”
“Why you gotta be this way?” He added a little bit of a purr, just for her.
“What way is that?”
“How was San Francisco?”
“Are you going to remain prickly so that I have no other choice but to seduce a good mood back into you?”
“You’re pretty bold for a guy who’s still in the doghouse.”
He stood and moved to her. “But you know my general feelings about being challenged.”
She held a hand out, trying not to smile but failing. “Stop that. I have to unpack and do laundry.”
He shook his head. “Your clothes are already in the washing machine. Laundry— check. Your stuff is hanging in the closet— check.”
“Are you in charge of my schedule now?”
“Or maybe you need your own stress relief. Orgasms are good for you. And maybe, maybe I’ll do it just because I can.” He got closer and she moved around the bed.
“Maybe you’ll be bloody by the end.”
He shook his head. “Maybe. But that’s part of the fun of fucking you, Meriel Owen. A man needs to be kept on his toes. You never let me slack.”
Her smile broke free and she threw a pillow at him. “I have stuff to do.”
“Yes, yes, you do.”
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