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Chapters (24)
  1. Copyright and DisclaimerCopyright © July 2016, Charlene Hartnady
  2. Table of Contents:Chapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4
  3. Chapter 1
  4. Chapter 2
  5. Chapter 3
  6. Chapter 4
  7. Chapter 5
  8. Chapter 6
  9. Chapter 7
  10. Chapter 8
  11. Chapter 9
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Author’s Note
  23. Books by this author
  24. Excerpt

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Coal pushed himself up against her, pinning her against the tree. If she wasn’t careful, she was going to hurt herself. He took ahold of the hand that continued to beat at him. Her other hand held firmly onto a stick of some kind. She would probably try and beat him with that next.

His focus moved to her lips. They were surprisingly full and lush. The color of just picked, ripe raspberries.

“Don’t you dare!” She yelled. Her voice shrill and high pitched. It made him want to cover his ears. Instead, he killed two birds with one stone, namely, he closed his mouth over hers, swallowing whatever else it was she was about to say.

Her eyes widened in surprise. Her entire body tensed up even more. At first she tried to pull away. To turn her head from him. Then she made a moaning noise that ignited something inside of him. Her body seemed to melt and mold to his. His shaft grew long, hard and ready. What the hell was happening to him? How was this even possible? Surely not. His tongue rolled against hers and it was his turn to moan. So decadent, so divine. His cock awakened fully. For a second, he was tempted to lift her dress and take her right there.

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His free hand curled around her leg and then moved up. His long, deft fingers squeezed her ass, pulling her up and more firmly against him. His… his… cock rubbed up against her core and all of her nerve endings came alive and completely against her will. His… part was long and thick.

“Female,” he growled against her lips. “Mine.” He murmured as he took back her mouth. That one word jolted her back. What the hell was she doing? She was letting the savage beast kiss her, rub up against her. This disgusting creature had caught her and therefore decided that she was his possession, to do with as he pleased. Here she was acting like she was enjoying it when it disgusted her. Yes, disgusted her. She tried to clear her muffled brain. Her plan. Yes! Lull him into thinking she was a wilting flower. That’s why she kissed him back. It was the only reason.

One thing was for sure, she was definitely not a wilting flower. Not at all and he could forget about doing what he wanted to her. Not going to happen dickhead.