Loved the characters, the heat and the thought of an enthralling hero sinking his teeth into your neck in Crimson Thrall? Then get set for more passion, more intensity and a bigger bite!
Six centuries have passed since a treacherous enemy wrested Antonio's love from his bed. He was outmatched and overpowered before, but nothing will keep him from claiming Serafina now--not even Serafina herself. Wild with hunger and a soul-deep longing, he declares a Bride Hunt, an ancient ritual most vampires abandoned centuries before.
Serafina endured a loveless marriage for the sake of her sisters. Now her husband's death has freed her to think of her own happiness. Before she can decide how to flex her independence, she's being hunted by a domineering, if utterly desirable, vampire bent on binding her soul to his. Antonio awakens sensations and ignites responses she never experienced with her husband, but is physical pleasure reason enough to spend eternity at his side?
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Crimson Prey by Aubrey Ross
Retreating footfalls assured Sera the human had departed. She barred the door as an added precaution and pulled the shutters closed over the windows. Lamplight wavered across the detailed landscape depicted on her wall. She wished she could step into the tranquil setting with Antonio. They would revel in mutual pleasure and think only of each other.
He wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Is she suspicious by nature or can she sense our kind?"
"Lorcan has instructed her not to let me out of her sight."
"Why does he care what you do? You have completed your first century. Even by the council's standards you're mature."
She turned to face him within the circle of his arms. "I don't want to talk about Lorcan. I want to focus on you and me and the child we intend to create."
His mouth covered hers, demonstrating his wholehearted agreement. She circled his neck with her arms as he picked her up and carried her to the bed. The kiss was slow and tender. They shared their breath with the sensual stroking of their tongues.
Her fingers combed through his dark hair, luxuriating in the wavy mass. He placed her in the middle of the bed and reluctantly separated. Kicking off his shoes and tugging his tunic off over his head, he undressed with obvious haste. She relaxed against the bedding and enjoyed his hurried display.
Stark definition rather than bulk shaped his body. His features too were sharp and angular. Only his beautiful blue eyes kept him from looking ominous. She only caught a glimpse of his erection before he moved onto the bed. He crawled toward her, ravenous demand controlling his expression and she reassessed her conclusion. The sapphire brilliance didn't prevent a hint of menace from shining through.
"Offer me your mouth." He held himself above her and the light in his eyes intensified.
"Antonio, you cannot take my blood. Promise me you will control your hunger."
His pupils narrowed then reshaped, becoming ebony slashes spanning incandescent blue. Fear tumbled into her belly. He often transformed when he released his seed, but she'd never seen him lose control this soon.
He grabbed her hands and pinned them to the bed over her head. She tugged against his hold and writhed beneath him, instinctively testing his strength. No female tolerated a male who couldn't overpower her. Her struggles only parted her thighs and rubbed her lower body against his.
"Open for me now." He didn't give her time to protest. His mouth covered hers, his tongue immediately pushing against the seam of her lips.
Her body pulsed to life, responding to his nearness and aggression. Her breasts felt heavy and tender while heat pooled between her thighs. Of their own volition, her lips parted and her tongue curled around his. He rubbed against her and pressed into her, his cock an unmistakable presence between them.
Shifting her wrists to one hand, he freed the other to roam. He stroked her face and shoulders, grazed her breasts before descending along her abdomen. Finally he touched her thigh. Within seconds he found the hem of her tunic and dragged it to her waist.
His mouth released hers and she inhaled sharply. "Slow down, love, or this will be over before it's begun."
He growled, displaying his fangs, the threat both sensual and thrilling. His features had just begun to transform. The angled ridges on his forehead were shadowed promises of their full prominence and his cheekbones had grown unusually sharp. Once they were mated, feeding would become part of sex. His fangs would pierce her flesh as his cock moved in her. But they were not yet mated!
Hunger burst within her, scattering her objections. The sudden brilliance of her eyes cast his face into high relief. Her fangs extended, pricking her tongue with their instantaneous transition.
He paused and sniffed, scenting blood on her breath. With another growl, he kissed her again, deeper now, his tongue sweeping across hers again and again. His hand eased between her thighs as his tongue explored her mouth. He gently traced her feminine crease, his fingers parting her a bit more with each pass.
She angled her head and returned his kiss. His fingers circled her opening, drawing her attention to the emptiness inside her. A whimper escaped around their questing tongues. She wanted him there, now and forever!
His long fingers pushed into her core as his thumb brushed over her nub. She trembled, her inner muscles tightening around his fingers.
"Do you ache for me, sweet? As I ache for you?" he whispered the words against her kiss-swollen lips.