Blurb
Roman,
bound by duty, has a major plan that’s sure to tip the scales all
the way. But tip it in whose favour?
They’re
both billionaires running their global empires, which cancels the
material attraction altogether. He’s driven and headstrong, but so
is she. Another stalemate. Yet when it comes to her body, Roman knows
he blissfully owns it to hell and back.
If
it wasn’t for her overprotective father who starts snooping on
Roman’s private affairs. Affairs that will devastate his daughter,
not Roman. So he has to stop the father.
Roman:
I’m about to hurt her. Badly. I move closest and breathe her name.
Softly cup her cheek in my palm, gentling her, readying her for the
pain. Her lips, made for my kisses, get the pad of my thumb,
tenderly, and her fingers fold around my wrist. Her other palm softly
flattens on my chest, my lethal Huskies lock with my blues. She
knows, oh fuck, she knows I'll hurt her, but remains silent, torching
me with her gaze. But I’d rather kill our love than be with my
empress bound in the chains of a dead man.
Shana:
From his touch on my skin, his gaze at me, the love pulsing off his
pores, I know he has something horrible in store for me. Despite, or
perhaps because of, the lust burning in his eyes for me. Each
yearning blink tautens the tension as we stand facing each other,
breathing each other’s air, our bliss threatened by lurking
darkness. The man I’d wanted all my life, the man who restored my
womanhood, becomes my executioner.
Quotes
“Unlike
many other books of this genre, this story’s character has
surprising depth to him and builds a fascinating personality beyond
his money. Yes, he is dashingly handsome and is known as a ladies’
man, but he is also straightforward with every woman he gets involved
with. He is clear about what he wants and never cheats. He is honest
about who he is – the good, the bad, and the ugly.” ~ Literary
Titan
"
If there is one thing the author has done well though, it is to
seamlessly give us the perspectives of the different characters
without divulging too much.” Bruce Dumont, Sunday Times
“This
is an alluring romance novel with seductive characters and sultry
drama. Fans of erotic romance will have plenty to enjoy in this
riveting novel.” ~ Kirsten Heller
Review
Quotes
★★★★★ "Seduction
of the most devilishly delicious fashion, romance that strides old
charm and modern fiendishness and danger, cloak and dagger rivalry…"
~ Chris Lichter
★★★★★ "A
superb mature read, engaging , informative, and you want to be
Roman’s object of sexual attention, even if but for one
mind-boggling f*ck! I so understand Alyssa, and envy Shana." ~
Marion Bradford
★★★★★ "I
never even heard of Author A P von K’Ory before, but now I’m an
avowed fan! For once, I have an author right after my heart when it
comes to mature romance where the heroine is ballsier, smarter, and
made of granite. I passed the books on to my daughter because these
books elevate and celebrate strong women characters!" ~
Annabelle O
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Excerpt
(Explicit)
He
slid his hands gently down from her waist, to the hem of her skirt,
his body going with his movement so that he was gazing up at her in
his quarter squat and she looked down at him. Their eyes held and
their breathing revved up. He swept up her skirt from the hem and
started another slow ascent with it, sweeping it up with his palms on
her stockinged legs rather than on the skirt, his body rising back up
as he lifted the hem over her arse and all the way to her waist.
He
picked her up by her arse cheeks, like she was made of a few
feathers, her skirt and shirt-tails bunched up around her waist, and
held her to him.
“Wrap
my legs around me, Golden.”
His
voice was husky, his blues smouldering.
She
did as she was told. Bliss.
“Now,
I want your mouth.”
She
took time bringing her head off his chest to tilt her head back and
offer him her mouth. He hitched her up his chest and held her by her
arse, cupping the cheeks firmly. “Christ, you’re beautiful, my
Shana. Don’t close your eyes when we kiss, ‘kay?”
“Oh
hea—” His mouth covered hers as she yielded and their tongues met
and did the mating dance in her mouth until he was growling while she
mewled.
Their
eyes still held, breaths labouring. Then he crushed his mouth on hers
as if he wanted his whole face inside her mouth. Their noises
reverberated at the back of each other’s throats. At least she felt
his rumble at the back of hers.
That
activated all the wattage, thrills and bliss in cycles.
She
felt his hard erection nudge the cleft of the cheeks his large hands
kneaded rhythmically. She shuddered with a moan and whispered his
name.
“I
love, Golden,” he murmured back in her mouth. He kept on talking in
her mouth, the sound a little wobbled, in between tongue dances and
licks.
How
was she ever going to learn to resist this beautiful man who seemed
to have been created just for her paradoxicality? He brought out the
naughtiest sex fantasies out of her. He changed her so much – and
instantly – she was never herself in his presence, even when the
presence was across continents. Or was he right when he said that
whatever he turned her into was her true self? Whatever. She simply…
well, loved him. So there!
His
eyes were overcast but shooting sparks. Had he read her thoughts?
As
if to answer her, his breath scorched her when he said, “If I need
to lick my clitoris, will that cultured finishing school girl get in
my way, Golden?”
His
clitoris. His legs. His tits. Was there any part of her that
he didn’t own?
“Gvorman!”
Her mouth was full of a lot of his lower face features, which made
her Roman! come out sounding that peculiar.
“Ah,
I hear the broad brush-strokes. You have a problem with that.
Ah-ah-ah, keep your mouth wide open for my kissing, Golden. Okay.
What about if I stroke her with my fingers? Will your social
upbringing still get you all fucked up about my hot turned-on
chatte?” Sotto voce.
“O
Gorg, Gvorme…”
He
took his mouth away. “Oh God, Rome? I think that was a ‘yes and
no’, and being the sober judge here, my verdict is that it’s a
yes. Have a problem with my decision, beautiful?” His next words
confirmed just how much he could read her. “I promised never to do
anything you don’t want me to do, and I meant it, Golden. So, will
my fingers be granted the honour, Professor Dr Lindqvist?”
He
tickled the roof of her mouth with his tongue. To leave her tongue
free for her to wobble a reply. Her freed tongue licked the underside
of his with crosswise flicks while she whimpered her pleasure. She
began to tremble. Her answer.
“My
woman,” he groaned.
As
if his woman had his balls in a tight vice or had just served him a
vicious kick to the groin. He separated his mouth from hers, and took
her face in one hand, her arse resting on the forearm of his other
arm. A big man, her Rome.
“So
fucking sex-made, you are. Don’t close my Huskies, Golden. They’re
in flames for me and I want to watch that fire roaring till I’ve
dealt with it, my goddess. Till it’s all embers, glowing. Now, is
the sergeant allowed to assist my fingers on my gorgeous, sensitive
and wet nub? I’ll make sure he doesn’t tarry to forbidden zones.”
Oh.
Heavens. Above. And he’d said that in a voice that hit all the
turn-on buttons of her entire womanhood simultaneously. Roman was
innately sexual and bold with it, and he knew exactly what to do with
all that when it came to her.
“Roman…”
barely a whisper. Like a cat being stroked. He was so good with her
she could faint. That one word, his name, was answer enough for him.
About
the Author
A
P von K’Ory writes romance, psychological thrillers and
non-fiction. She loves diversity – it’s in her DNA. She has won
six awards from four continents. Her family stretches from the
Nilotes of Eastern Africa to Germany, France and the Walloons
(Belgium). She lectures Economics and Sociology in Austria, Germany
and Switzerland. Being migratory – and weather willing – she
lives in Germany, France, Cyprus, and Greece.
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