Chapters (35)
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Links to Kat Silver
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Free Extra!
- About the Author
Gazing down at his bewitching face through my mess of hair, I stroke myself till my balls burn and fire shoots through my cock. My seed lands on his jaw, his neck, his lips, and I’m unable to prevent my fangs from dropping or the beast’s victory growl from leaving my throat.
Michael flinches from the unnatural sound and pales, but he doesn’t take his eyes off me.
I lick his lips clean, then spread the semen from his neck down and across his nipple, gathering enough to cover his genitals. I need him in my scent, not Alexei’s.
Michael stiffens, his brow tight, but lets me do this without complaint. I collapse beside him, bone-tired, breathing hard. He strokes my chest as we settle. My fangs retract. Satisfied, the beast slips back into its darkness. Michael watches me as if I’m something new and curious. Fear still touches his eyes.
“I’m sorry,” I say. “I—I’m sorry.” It’s all I’ve got. What explanation can I give? I’m a monster. It’s better he understands that.
“Are you kidding? That was off the charts. I didn’t know blow jobs like that existed.” He grins—one of his handsome flashes of white teeth with which I’m sure he’s charmed many a woman. “You know, if you need to go again, I’m here all week.”
I manage a weary smile. “Believe me, that wasn’t the last.”
He goes to slide away, and without thought, I circle his waist to stop him, drawing him closer.
“I’m just gonna get a cloth,” he says.
How do I explain? The beast will not let him remove my smell. He’ll be wearing my cum till morning, and even then, it will take every ounce of control for me to allow him to wash.
He must see something in my eyes. “It’s okay. I’ll stay.” He gathers my plaits, stroking them away from my face. “Go to sleep, Wolfman. I’ll be here when you wake.”
Pulling him close, I bury my face in his hair, his sweet scent. “Where did you come from? My beautiful Whisperer.”
“I wish I knew,” a tired voice says.
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Hi, Fellow Readers. Really hope you enjoyed Book 1 of the Flame Born series. It’s such a pleasure to share it with you. Please consider giving the book a review on your favourite book retailer. Reviews help so much. Thank you. If you’re interested, there is a complimentary extra to Dark Flame, called Two Nights and a Day. It’s a novelette sized story that details the day Michael spent in a Haze trance with Flanagan.