A Passionate Read for a Hot Summer Night

Sometimes you meet a guy that thinks he’s not good enough for you, that there must be someone better out there for you.  Donovan Dupre loves Vampire Princess Noblesse Vander Meer. What’s the problem besides he’s human?

Excerpt:

For the second night in a row, Noblesse slept in the arms of Donovan Dupre.

Inside her dream, she screamed.

“Noble, wake up. Noble, you’re having a nightmare again.” He gently shook her.

Noblesse blinked and stared at him, confused for several moments. “Donovan,” she said half-in surprise, then hugged him for all she was worth.

“What happened, Sha? Last night you wouldn’t tell me, but tonight, please, you must.”

Biting her lower lip, she huffed. It was a habit she had tried to stop, because it revealed her feelings too well. Donovan, with that slight Cajun accent rolling off his tongue, made her feel safe and the floodgates opened.

“It’s always the same. I see and hear everything so loud, every word and sound as I stood with them and screamed. It was July 17, 1789 all over again. I was with the patriots waiting outside the Bastille. They refused to release their prisoners, and we stormed the prison with all we had. Gun and cannon fire struck us. Hundreds of tiny stars of light hit me and burned. I fell.

“At that very moment, Max walked through the mob to carry me away. He said he walked a distance to find a house both empty and far enough not to be fired upon. My heart could barely beat. I remember him saying, ‘I don’t want to hurt you. I want to give you another chance, my brave one, my noble one.’ The sky must have turned black. I couldn’t breathe. His fangs sank into my neck, but death was already there to claim me. I did not understand him but asked God for forgiveness. I died.”

Donovan frowned. “I remember you telling me this story before. Why is it suddenly so terrifying?”

“I saw something I’ve never seen before. When Max was carrying me, when life was swimming around me, we passed a doorway where a man concealed himself in a black cape.”

“Who was it?”

“I don’t know. His face was covered. I don’t remember seeing him there. Could this be a restored memory?”

“Sha, I don’t know.” He breathed into her ear.

Noble hugged him but couldn’t stop trembling.

“It’s okay.” He held her tightly against him and rubbed her back. His calm melted into her, and the fear subsided.

Donovan smiled. “There you are, Noble. You know what I think? It’s two in the afternoon. It would do us good to leave here and get a pizza. I’m starving.”

She laughed. “You’re always starving.”

“I’ll even eat that vampire special pizza. I don’t care. You need a change from being here.” He sat up and pulled her to go with him.

“Donovan, please, we can’t go just yet.” She gently drew him toward her. “I want to do an experiment of sorts. I was wondering if . . .”

Before she could answer, Donovan possessed her lips. He was strong for a human. His firm passionate kiss left her quivering all over, wanting more. Heat spread throughout her every part. She rubbed against him. He moaned, pulling her closer, becoming her blanket and enveloping her with his delicious fire.

Instead of ending the kiss, he lingered with small nibbles at her mouth. Coaxing her lips apart with his tongue, demanding entrance, Donovan did the unspeakable. He stroked her fangs with his tongue.

Noble whimpered into his mouth and writhed beneath him. No man ever made her feel this way. She ran her fingers through his thick salt and pepper hair framing his handsome features. He closed his eyes when he kissed. She closed hers and found every sensation intensified.

Her body ached for him, only him. In short gasps, she whispered, “Donovan, I need you. I wanted you when we danced at Max and Evie’s wedding, and I want you now.”

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About Susan Hanniford Crowley

Paranormal Romance, Fantasy, and Science Fiction Author
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