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by Jocelyn Dex
Erotic Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
Release Date: January 11, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count/Length: 30,500 words/110 Pages
Ellora’s Cave: http://www.ellorascave.com/araya-s-addiction.html
When Kean wakes up naked, collared and locked in a cell, he knows thinking with his dick has finally gotten him into trouble. Part Incubus, Kean enjoys scorching sexual liaisons, a habit that has found him trapped, forced to help a Sempire rescue her daughter from certain death.
Unwilling to aid in anyone’s imprisonment, Araya initially refuses her mother’s “gift”, but the passion simmering between her and Kean is undeniable. As they explore their shared lust, both Araya and Kean enact schemes to save each other. Their best laid plans may awaken emotions that will bind them forever.
*Note: A Sempire is a female demon who requires semen to survive.
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
Kean’s body ached in ways he’d never experienced—a burning, piercing agony. A groan escaped his lips as a cooling sensation comforted his neck, then his brow. He struggled to remember what he’d done to make himself feel so horrible. Had he pulled a massive drunk and this was the worst hangover of his life?
“Are you awake?” a small, feminine voice asked.
Wait. Had he brought a female home with him? No. He didn’t bring females to his home. He went to theirs so he could get out when he wanted. He must be hung over at his latest conquest’s home. Why couldn’t he remember anything? He struggled to open his eyes. Damn things felt glued together.
He growled as soon as his eyes focused on the frail female bent over him and the memories flooded back to him. What the hell had happened? What had the demon done to him? And wait, why was she wiping him down with a damp cloth?
“What’d you do to me?” he croaked.
Her eyes widened. “Nothing,” she said in a small voice, the weakness in it unmistakable.
“Bullshit.” He tried to sit up but his head pounded and spun so he stayed down.
“You’ll feel better soon. Just don’t try to hurt me again.” She stood on shaky legs and ambled to the bed where she selected a pillow and brought it back to where he lay. She wore nothing but a short green satin robe. She helped him lift his head enough to slide the pillow under and then placed the damp cloth across his forehead.
The small effort she’d made seemed to have exhausted her. She sat on the floor a couple feet from him, knees pulled to her chest, her chin resting on her knees and her breathing strained. He could snap her in half with two fingers.
“What’s your name?” she asked him.
He ignored her question. “Shouldn’t you be scared right now?”
Her lips lifted at the corners. “Scared of what? A helpless, naked man laid out on my floor?”
Oh yeah. He forgot he was naked. Hell, she could at least look a little embarrassed. But helpless? Him? Hell no. His male pride forced him to stand even though every muscle in his body screamed in protest, and his head felt as if an ice pick was being shoved into his gray matter. He swayed on his feet, but damn it he’d stay standing if it killed him. “Kean.” He answered her earlier question through gritted teeth.
She clucked her tongue as she stood. To his satisfaction, she also swayed, although he didn’t know why.
“I’m Araya. Why don’t you have a seat before you fall?” she suggested. “I think I’ll do the same.” She moved to the bed and lay on her side facing him.
He chose the chair closest to him, not because it looked most comfortable, but because he felt he would collapse at any second.
Again he asked, “What did you do to me?”
She sighed. “It’s the collar. As long as you don’t try to harm me or my family, you won’t experience that pain again.” She frowned. “You’re stronger than the others. They were out for at least an hour. You were only out for fifteen minutes.”
Others? How many others had Talith brought here? And why? The girl was not a goddess like Talith, but she wasn’t so unattractive that no man would submit to her without being abducted and collared. And her eyes… The golden color mesmerized him. He would fuck her if the circumstances of their meeting were different. He should have known mother Sempire wouldn’t leave him alone with her daughter totally unprotected.
“What’s wrong with you?” He didn’t give a shit, but he needed to gather all the information he could.
She grimaced. “It doesn’t matter.”
“It matters to me. I’m the one who was abducted, shackled and locked in this room with you.”
“I’m sorry about that,” she said. The sincerity in her voice surprised him. “My mother is determined to help me.”
“And my semen will help you?”
Finally, she blushed.
Gaele @ The Jeep Diva:
“…With several steamy to downright scorching scenes, clever dialogue, humor and the potential for a happy ever after, this was a really fun and clever read. Dex has created a new sexual demon, and made them lovable, if not a bit outrageous in their attitudes and thinking. The desires and emotions of the characters were easy to relate to as the characters were well-defined and voiced, a nice addition to this novella.”
Anna @ Book Lovin’ Mamas:
“…The chemistry between Araya and Kean was smokin’ hot and they were great individual characters too. And I LOVE the sister and Mom. They were quite entertaining! … Overall this was a great read! Lots of fun and very very sexy! I can’t wait to read something else from this author and I will be impatiently waiting for more! ;)”
Diana @ Offbeat Vagabond
“…Goodness gracious, this book should come with a warning. I swear even my ereader was heating up while reading this and it wasn’t even plugged in. I enjoyed the hell out of this. I think if you are like me and you are a fan of Larissa Ione’s books, you will love this. This was a super sexy read that will heat you up from head to toe.”
Jocelyn was born in Iowa and currently resides in Texas. She shares her home with her very own 6’4” alpha male and varying numbers of spoiled cats and dogs. Teaching one of her dogs to file his nails is one of her all-time favorite accomplishments. Jocelyn loves to paint, loves to read, and loves to write sizzling erotic romance about yummy demons that would make your momma blush.
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