Dominion

Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : Valarie Prince

ISBN :978-1-77111-847-7

Page :108

Word Count :22739

Publication Date :2014-04-21

Series : Open Anthology#3

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Available Formats : Dominion (epub) , Dominion (mobi) , Dominion (pdf) , Dominion (prc)

Category : Contemporary Romance , Erotic Romance

Product Code: 978-1-77111-847-7

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A heavenly angel must protect a human female from the tempting embrace of the first evil…the fallen one.

A heavenly angel is assigned to guard a very special human. A woman with a voice so perfect he is drawn to it, unable to resist it or her. When he accepts that he is destined to be with this woman, an old rival appears staking his claim. Together the three of them journey down a path of absolute ecstasy that leaves this angel with a life altering choice to make. That choice: remain human or return to his former rank as the First Angel of Death known as Dominion.

Dominic could see Leslie pacing back and forth in front of his bed. Slowly, he padded over to her.

“Leslie, what are you doing?” he asked very calmly.

“Where is she?”

He cocked his head, confused.

“The woman you were fucking.” She looked at the phone on the night stand. “Was that her calling just now? Calling to say thanks for a good time?”

Dominic followed her gaze and his harness activated. He stared at the phone and mentally entered his voicemail. It was his partner, John Jenkins, leaving him an urgent message that some crazy bitch was looking for him at the station.

He smiled and released her. “No. That was not another woman. It was most likely my partner, John, calling.” He stepped back from her and observed how her eyes flickered with a strange light while they flicked over every inch of him. Yes, she was angry, but the stronger, more potent scent emanating from her was pure lust. The woman was as horny as a queen cat in heat.

“I don’t know what came over me.”

The tone of her voice compelled Dominic to turn and look at her. He saw raw emotions flickering across her face. She was just as confused by her own behavior as he was. He set his phone down after John texted back he’d pick him up for roll call in the morning.

Leslie continued, “I can’t explain it. A part of me knows I should apologize for just storming into your home. However, another part—the bigger part doesn’t want to, because deep down the words would be empty.” She nervously rubbed her hand over her forehead and tossed her spare key on his bed. “I should go.”

“Leslie, come here.”

She visibly trembled at the request but slowly edged closer to him. He slipped a finger under her chin and lifted her face to his. He got nose to nose with her.

“You can tell yourself you came here tonight hoping to catch me with another woman but we both know it would be a lie, wouldn’t we?”

“Yes,” she shuddered.

He gently kissed her left cheek, then her right. When she whimpered, he pressed his mouth to hers and gathered her in his hard arms and stroked his hands down her back and caressed her ass. She gasped when he ended the kiss. He untied the belt to her long trench coat and opened it. More and more of her flushed naked body was revealed and his nostrils flared with the scent of her lust.

He palmed his giant hand down her chest, between her breasts and over her stomach. His eyes lifted to watch the pleasure he stirred inside her find its outlet across her face.

He pulled her into the hollow of his body and asked, “Do you want more?”

She nodded, unable to answer any other way.

He pulled off her coat. “Then don’t go.”

Her hand reached out and pulled the knotted towel from his hips. Both articles of clothing pooled around their feet.