The White Witch's Legacy 3: Saige
Blurb:
Haunted by the curse of a tormented past, Damien
Thorn doesn't believe love and a happily-ever-after is in the cards for him. A
witch hunter and slayer who despises everything that has to do with witchcraft,
he finds himself in a very uncomfortable situation when he has to help his
adopted brother find his mate's sister, who happens to be a witch. Soon,
just a sniff of Saige Callahan's peculiar scent has him panting after her and
wanting things he vowed he would never want from any witch. Never did he expect to be drawn to her the way he is and he's
determined to stay away from her, even if it killed him.
One look at Thorn's luscious physique has Saige
convinced that she has to have him, even if it's just for one night. But how
can she even get close to him if he's determined to hate her at all costs? Can
she cast a spell on this jaded shifter to make him see that all witches weren't
created equal?
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Story
Excerpt
A sudden movement in the bushes made her snap
back to reality with a little jump. Biting back the sudden pang of fear, she
forced herself to remain still and listen for a moment, but she didn’t hear the
peculiar sound again. She expelled a breath of relief, realizing that her mind
was probably playing tricks on her. In any case, it was perhaps time to get out
of the water now. God only knew how long she’d been in here already. She
hurriedly made her way to the riverbank, drying off and dressing in record
time. But as she was gathering her belongings, she suddenly heard the movement
in the bushes again.
Another jolt of fear coursed through her, and
she had to force herself to tamp it down. It was probably just an animal
passing by, or maybe the tree branches rustling in the breeze. Absolutely
nothing to be afraid of. She hurriedly began to make her way back to the
campsite, moving her feet as fast as she could and looking about her wildly
despite her efforts to remain calm. She was still several feet away from the
cabin when a low growling made her stop dead in her tracks.
Fear made her throat constrict like a closed-off
tunnel when she noticed a pair of gleaming amber eyes peering at her through
the darkness. The rumbling growl sounded again, louder this time, and then the
owner of the eyes began moving closer toward her. The crunching of leaves under
the creature’s feet resounded in her ears like firecrackers. She could tell it
was advancing on her, but she still couldn’t make out its figure in the dim
moonlight. She had no idea what it was, couldn’t decide whether she should turn
and run or stand her ground and try to fight it off.
Instinctively she began moving backward,
calculating her best options for escape as she did so. At that moment, the
animal made a sudden pounce, and she finally got to see what it was in a thin
glimmer of the moonlight—a humongous black cat. Shocked, she opened her mouth
to scream, but no sound escaped. Without another thought, she spun on her heels
and made to run in the opposite direction, but before she made even one step,
the cat was in front of her again. What
the hell? Is there more than one of them?
“Stay back!” she yelled, crouching to find
something on the ground to defend herself.
The cat just growled again and began stalking
toward her once more.
“Shoo! Get out of here!” she tried again,
waving a stick she’d picked up. Still it came at her.
She backed up some more, inching away from the
animal as cold dread settled in her stomach. Soon her back was pressed up
against the trunk of a large tree, and the cat was right in front of her, its
amber eyes piercing her in the darkness. What the hell was she going to do now?
This creature could tear her to pieces in less than a minute.
“Nice kitty,” she whispered, her voice shaking
under the stress of her fear. “Are you hungry? I ha-have food…W-would you like
something to eat?” God, I must have lost
my mind! Talking to a wild animal like it was a house pet was definitely
sheer insanity.
Just when she thought it wasn’t possible for
her to be any more petrified, the animal suddenly began shaking, and then
something completely unbelievable happened—it transformed into a very large man
right before her eyes. Saige’s heart immediately jumped from her chest to her
throat, blocking off the scream she desperately wanted to let out.
The man cocked his head to one side, his amber
eyes gleaming in the moonlight just like the black cat’s had, and whispered,
“Don’t you know it’s not safe for little girls to go off into the woods all by
themselves?”
That was
the last thing Saige heard before she crumpled to the ground in a dead faint.
Adult
Excerpt:
Within seconds, he closed the distance between them without even using
his supernatural speed. He got to her just as she pushed the door to the cabin
and made her way inside. He was right behind her, reaching for her arm and
kicking the door shut with a resounding thud. Saige yelped and spun around in
surprise, clearly unaware that he was so close. Not giving her a chance to
recover, Thorn caught her to him, his strong arms holding her steady so she
wouldn’t fall. Their eyes met and held, and in an instant, he could see an echo
of the lust that had been plaguing him, swimming in her gorgeous hazel-brown
gaze. The beast almost roared with satisfaction.
“I want you,” he told her, his voice a rough, grating whisper.
She gasped, her eyes going wide for a moment before her brows knitted
in obvious confusion. He watched her throat work as she swallowed hard several
times before she was able to speak. “Um…wh-what?”
He lowered his forehead so it was resting against hers, running his
hands up and down her arms as he did so. “You heard me. I’ve wanted you from
the second I got a whiff of your scent back in Crest Hill. I’ve never wanted
anyone the way I want you. Dammit, woman, I need to have you.”
“B-but you said…I…I th-thought…” Her words came out in fits and
starts, her puzzlement making it impossible to express her thoughts coherently.
Thorn knew that he’d taken her by surprise, but at least she wasn’t saying no.
God knew he would probably die if she did.
“Forget what I said,” he replied, his hot breath fanning her face as
he pulled her even closer. “Forget everything except here and now. Except
this.” Then his mouth was on hers, claiming her in a branding kiss that was
both tender and forceful at the same time. He pushed his tongue into her mouth,
licking into the hot, sweet depths as if his life depended on it. Leaning
against the door for support, he let his hands slide down to cup her plush
backside, crushing her slender body to his hard-muscled frame.
Saige moaned loudly as the hungry, passion-filled kiss continued
indefinitely. Her knees were practically jelly by now, a potent desire pulsing
through her body so powerfully that she could hardly keep herself upright. It
was a blessing that he held on to her so tightly, although the sinful promise
of his massive cock at full mast, pressing into her belly, was doing little to
quell the need that was now consuming her. She twisted her head to the side,
changing the angle of the kiss, her hands finding their way between them to
caress the solid plane of his chest.
As soon as her slender hands slid over his pecs, Thorn groaned,
pulling his head away from hers to break the kiss. He could smell her arousal
now. She was wet for him. He knew she was. He didn’t need to ask if she wanted
this as much as he did. In one deft move, he relieved her of the T-shirt that
separated his skin from hers, baring her naked flesh to his hungry eyes. A
lightning bolt of desire zinged through his hot blood, right down to the root
of his cock, the moment he finally saw her lush curves completely bare.
“Fuck, you’re spectacular,” he whispered, bending to place butterfly
kisses on her collarbones down to the soft rise of her plump breasts.
Saige whimpered, arching her back and throwing her head back. It was
all the invitation Thorn needed to close his hot mouth over one protruding
nipple, sucking on the hard tip gently before laving it with his tongue. Liquid
heat rushed to the center of Saige’s body, pooling in her core and dripping
from her pussy as his mouth worshipped her breast. By the time he switched
sides, she was literally trembling in his embrace, her pussy clenching and
releasing wantonly.
“Mmm, yes,” she cried softly, writhing against his mouth. “God, I need
more. Please, more.”
Thorn straightened instantly, his amber eyes finding hers. “Are you
sure?” he asked, needing to confirm that this was indeed what she wanted, even
though her body had already given him his answer.
Saige licked her lips, her throat going dry under the withering heat
of his lustful stare. She was helpless to look away, and she knew without a
doubt that there was no turning back now. She wanted this—she wanted him. How
or why didn’t matter two hoots. All she knew was that tonight, he would be
hers.
Nodding slowly, she held his gaze with hers, refusing to look away
even as the hunger she saw in its depths threatened to scorch her. “I’m sure,”
she whispered finally. “I want you, Thorn.”
Instantly a low, feral growl erupted from Thorn’s chest, and he
grabbed hold of her waist, spinning them around abruptly so that her back was
against the door and his huge body was pressing her into it.
“You better hold on then, kitten,” he whispered against the crook of
her neck. “’Cause there’s nothing I want more tonight than to be inside you.”
With that, his mouth crashed down on hers again, his tongue delving inside to
mate with hers.
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