In Declan Reede’s mind, the road ahead is free of doubt and indecision. He knows the path that he wants to travel, and that it can only be traversed with love at his side. He’s ready for it. Wants it.
Only, as he races toward the finish line, old adversaries become new threats. Declan must overcome the past and face the challenges head on if he’s to claim the life he now believes he deserves.
What will it take for him to declare his true desires?
Will it be enough to claim the ultimate victory?
THE ALARM BLARED loudly, interrupting my peace. There had to be something wrong, because there was no fucking way in hell I needed to get up when it was still dark outside. Especially not when I’d been up unpacking the car until late the night before; the aches in my body were testament to the work.<br />
I lifted my head off the pillow and growled at my phone, trying to intimidate it into silent submission. When that didn’t work, I unwrapped one arm from Alyssa and reached for my phone, sliding to snooze the alarm and ending the horrid sound. I groaned, dropped my head back onto the pillow, and prepared to go back to sleep.</p>
<p>“Come on,” Alyssa murmured beside me, nudging my shoulder. “You have to get up.</p>
<p>“Don’t wanna,” I muttered as I moved closer to her side. I wanted nothing more than to pull the blanket over my head, curl around Alyssa, and forget about the rest of the world.<br />
Alyssa broke that desire by pulling away from me, sitting up, and pushing the blanket off us both.<br />
“Fucking hell,” I murmured. “It’s too early to be up.”<br />
She chuckled beside me before leaning over and kissing my cheek. “You’ve just gone soft with all the sleeping in that you’ve been doing lately.”<br />
“Fuck off!” I said. “I’m as hard as ever.”<br />
I grabbed her hand and pressed it against my morning wood, just to prove my point.</p>
<p>Alyssa surprised me by tightening her hand around my length and giving it a gentle rub.<br />
“Oh, baby, that feels good,” I moaned.<br />
She giggled before letting go of me and climbing out of bed, tugging the blanket back up over her side of the bed. As she moved, her short baby-doll nightie pulled up, revealing her boy-leg panties. The sight of her perfect, pert arse covered by the black cotton made my mouth water.<br />
Once her side of the bed was made, she leaned forward, giving me a glimpse down her top at the creamy skin of her breasts.<br />
“I’m going to have a shower,” she said as she headed for the door to the en suite. She turned back around to look at me and ripped off her little dress. Her nipples were already standing to attention, begging to be licked. “You know,” she continued, “it seems a shame to waste all that room under there. That huge shower really is far too big for just one person.”<br />
I was out of the bed and across the room in less than a second, all fatigue gone with the promise of shower sex with my personal goddess. I clasped her thighs in my hands and wrapped her legs around my waist as my mouth found hers. It was exactly the reason the alarm was set so early, so that I had a few moments to spend with Alyssa and Phoebe before I had to go to work.<br />
Michelle Irwin has been many things in her life: a hobbit taking a precious item to a fiery mountain; a young child stepping through the back of a wardrobe into another land; the last human stranded not-quite-alone in space three million years in the future; a young girl willing to fight for the love of a vampire; and a time-travelling madman in a box. She achieved all of these feats and many more through her voracious reading habit. Eventually, so much reading had to have an effect and the cast of characters inside her mind took over and spilled out onto the page. Michelle lives in sunny Queensland in the land down under with her surprisingly patient husband and ever-intriguing daughter, carving out precious moments of writing and reading time around her accounts-based day job. A lover of love and overcoming the odds, she primarily writes paranormal and fantasy romance.
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