"Not everyone falls for the psychopath with killer good looks, but Roxy hasn't ever been very lucky by Sarah J Pepper"With the Unseelie prince’s dangerously addictive kiss lingering on her lips, Roxy is appointed by the Seelie Court to investigate their king’s murder. As more faeries turn up missing or dead, Roxy must find the killer before accusations push the two courts into war.
One problem: the killer orchestrates a twisted game of hide-and-seek, as if amused by the web of lies they create. The catch: all the clues lead to an Unseelie prince being the killer mastermind – the very faerie whose touch Roxy craves.
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© copyright by Sarah Pepper, December 2011
Cover Art by Eliza Black, December 2011
ISBN 978-1-60394-674-2
New Concepts Publishing
Lake Park, GA 31636
www.newconceptspublishing.com
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author's imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.
“Open them,” Alexander ordered, slamming her against her bedroom door, closing it.
Obeying, Roxy’s starry vision stole her balance, but Alexander pressed his cold body against hers tight enough to her bedroom door, she wasn’t about to fall. They stood there, staring at each other as if they both wanted to see the hunger blazing in each other’s eyes. It only took a few moments before Roxy couldn’t control her breathing and Alexander’s body became entirely hard under her touch. Leaning forward, his mouth hovered above hers but didn’t close the space to kiss her. Instead, he dug his nails into her back, dragging them down her spine until she trembled uncontrollably. Finally, she screamed into his mouth as he swallowed her cries with a kiss.
His hands plummeted lower while Roxy’s found his crown and thick black hair. The harder she pulled, the lower his hands fell. Finding the dress’s slit, he gripped her thigh, sliding upward as a cool sensation wrapped around her leg.
Once his hand reached her hip bone, Alexander abruptly broke their kiss and stared at her with his cool silver eyes. A smirk slithered across his face as he rubbed this thumb over the area her panties would have been.
Parting her legs for him, his hand dipped down until he could feel just how wet he made her. Forcing his tongue into her mouth, it turned cold as a winter’s breeze. Mimicking his mouth, his fingertips turned icy. She screamed with pleasure and jerked on his hair. With his hand becoming wetter, Alexander tried to untie the dress but groaned with frustration after only a few moments. Pulling his fingers out of her, he backed off and flung her body around. Roxy caught herself against the door just as Alexander ripped the dress off her.
Taking both her wrists, he shoved them against the door. Stepping back, Alexander lightly touched her thigh as if he’d break her. Slowly, he let his hand travel up her back, examining her body with utter amazement.
“Damn,” Alexander muttered.
Twirling his cold finger down her bare back, she shivered. Turning her head, she caught a glimpse of his expression. He looked as if he wasn’t worthy enough to gaze upon her body, let alone touch her. A cold breath of air broke from him as he studied every crevasse, curve, and line of her body. Spinning her around, she ate at his mouth, struggling to control her eagerness.
Images of him, wearing only a white towel, flooded her mind. The body he’d flaunted that morning, the night he saved her life, and the afternoon practicing fighting stances, was what she wanted pressed up against her. Shoving her hands against his chest, she ripped at his shirt. Tearing her hands from his clothing, he pushed away from her. Before she comprehended what he wanted, he picked her up and tossed her onto her bed as if she weighed nothing.
Strutting over to her, Alexander reached for his shirt and leisurely popped the buttons apart, allowing her see his body… excruciatingly…unbearably…slow. Unable to wait any longer, Roxy crawled to the edge of the bed.
“Stay,” he demanded, waiting to see if she would comply.
Her body ached for him, but she held her own. Clenching her sheets as if they were his clothing, she watched in anticipation. Once all the buttons were undone, he pulled the shirt off on one swift movement. Imaging her tongue tracing his perfectly formed stomach, she moaned at the sight of his body. Ripping at his shoulder holster, he never took his eyes off her. Loving that she couldn’t bear not to see all of him, Alexander let the rig fall off, hitting the floor raucously. After he removed the knife sleeves from his forearms, he pulled a thick blade from his waist band.
Struggling to stay, Roxy nearly lost control when he reached for his belt. His breathing became ragged, watching her fight herself to stay on the bed. Removing his belt completely, it fell to the floor. Only then did he walk the last few feet to the bed. Undoing the pants that had to have been sewn on, Alexander stood only an arm’s length away. Unable to wait longer, she crawled out of her bed. Sliding her hands down his lower back, she jerked his pants off.
As her gaze dropped, Alexander caught her chin and swallowed her lust before she could see all of him. Wrapping her hands completely around the length of him, her moan was lost on his throat.
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