This is one I’m really looking forward to reading and the cover is beautiful. Make sure you scroll all the way down for the giveaway.
People say I’m ferocious. Wild. Dangerous.
They’re right. That’s why I live on an island alone.
The jungle is my home. My personal prison.
Until she arrived.
The moment her helicopter crashed on my land, everything changed.
She’s the only survivor … And I’m keeping her locked up in a pit.
It’s been too long since I last touched a woman, especially one so beautiful.
It makes me hunger for her.
I want her … So I’ll keep her …
And I’ll make her mine.
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I shake my head and mumble, “I’m sorry.”
He cocks his head and gets up from the bed slowly, waltzing towards me.
I brace myself against the wall as he approaches, my head turned to the side. I close my eyes, waiting for punishment. Will he tie me up again? Lock me up in the pit? Or worse, hurt me?
But he doesn’t.
Not any of that.
Because as I hold my breath awaiting his move … He kisses me.
Right on my neck.
My eyes spring open only to meet his, the same hunger from before flashing in his eyes.
His tongue darts out to lick his lips.
Another kiss follows … right below the previous one.
My breath hitches in my throat as he keeps adding more.
He places a hand right beside me on the wooden wall, trapping me. His other hand snakes up my waist. His kisses are equally soft as they are sinful, and I can’t help but let go in the moment.
He grabs my breast and squeezes.
I can’t breathe.
Can’t fucking breathe.
His next kiss on my collarbone has my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
With a quick nudge, the top button of my shirt pops. His finger slips in … more pop … and down he goes until all of them are opened. He parts it gently as his lips find mine, and he kisses me hard.
And his mouth … tastes so damn good.
Feels so good.
The way he parts my lips and pushes in his tongue without holding back.
I’m helpless against his assault on my senses, making me delirious with need.
“Jules …” he murmurs against my lips, softly nibbling them. “I dreamt of you. Naked.”
His hand wraps around my throat as he presses a demanding kiss on my lips and licks the roof of my mouth. “Under my palm.” I moan when he finds my nipple and twists it. “Begging for my cock.”
A wide grin spreads on his lips. “It wasn’t a dream … was it?”