** This is an 18+ post ONLY! Featuring sexual content and swearing. **
Dale grew up fighting for self respect and the respect of others. Being a Word Speaker hadn’t helped. Most of the Guardians he had sought out those that were decidedly darker and fighting on what could be seen as the wrong side of the war. When Ciara gives him her gifts to follow her own happy ending he’s forced to see his self worth and honor her precious gift.
Breena is a dark sprite in charge of sneaking through dreams to steal information in a war between the Seelie and Unseelie court in her world. Finding out she’s a book character destined to save the life of a human wasn’t her cup of tea – but it was her father’s. Commanded to get close the Word Speaker Dale so they could all enter his world she’s forced to leave what she knows behind and corrupt a man on the brink of finding himself.
When passion ignites between Dale and Breena he finds himself seduced by the darkness once more. He’s tangled up in a web that threatens to change his stance in the war just before his 27th birthday. When her true intentions come out he will have to choose between dark and light, and where he stands in the war.
“God damn it, Breena. Fuck.” He reached up and tugged her head to his and covered her mouth with his own.
She tasted as good as she had the first time, fruity and sweet. He wanted to lose himself in the kiss, in her body. He was certain she wasn’t going to pull back, so he let her head go and his hands found her perfect breasts. He pinched the already hard nipples, and she jerked, the sensation rocking through his cock so hard he wanted her to stop holding him and let him slip inside.
“Dale, Dale, I want this. I want you.” She pulled back from the kiss and stopped moving against him. “I know what I do for my father, but this isn’t for him. This isn’t for that tool that told me the rules. This is for me, for you.”
Her words were hard to ignore. She was giving him one chance to take the way out, and he knew it. But he didn’t want it. Not at that moment. She was right, they could clear their heads after they had sex, and then he could properly set her aside and find the right Guardian. He’d been without for long enough, and she was beautiful, wet and begging.
“Just tonight, Breena. Just so we can think clearly, and because I seriously don’t have any energy left to stop this.”
She chuckled and it was filled with lust. The sound shot any blood left over straight into his erection. She guided him into her body, and as he sunk into her folds, he groaned. She was hot and tight around him, and when she had taken him all the way to the hilt, she began to move.
About the Author: Lexi Ostrow has been in love with the written word since second grade when her librarian started a writing club. Born in sunny southern California she’s spent time in various places across the country and can’t wait to settle down somewhere in the French Quarter when she’s able too.
Lexi has been a writer ever since the second grade in some form or another. Getting her degree in creative writing and her master’s in journalism she couldn’t wait to get a chance to put her fantasies down on paper. From paranormal romance to thriller there isn’t a genre she doesn’t love to spend her time reading or writing.