Tuesday, April 17, 2012
“What happened to my ginger? Your eyes are silver, your hair the same. I heard you tried to kill yourself.”
Paimon squeezed his eyes shut, unable to keep from crying. “I did not want to live. I still do not. I will wake from this and despair again for not having you!”
Furcas nipped his nose. “Despair not for I am here and you are awake.”
Paimon shook his head. “Please do not turn this into a nightmare. Please do not give me hope when none should exist. This is not possible.” Furcas wrapped his arms around Paimon and held his head.
“I am the Archangel of Hope. I can do naught else but give that.”
Paimon pressed both hands into Furcas’ chest, pushing and pulling. “Please do not torture me, figment.” He inhaled deeply, Furcas’ scent like a drug. His teeth scraped across Furcas’ neck. “Do not put me through this again, I cannot lose you twice.” Furcas kissed his cheek.
“But torture you I must. With pleasure perhaps?” He kissed Paimon’s chest. “Something familiar?” He kissed his stomach. “Something tangible for proof that I am here?” He kicked blankets off the bed. “What will show you?” He hooked a finger in the waistband of Paimon’s boxers. “That I am no daydream.” Furcas tore the cloth off.
That definitely was steamy! This is really a fantastic series I think all fans of Fever or just UF in general will love! There's plenty of action and enough sexy males to make you swoon!!