Consort

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November Eve. The Hunt Ball. And to prove her right to rule, Tate must capture a mate. It should’ve been simple. Snag a vampire barely turned and have him kneel and swear devotion to her. But Fate has other plans…and one of them involves the powerful son of the ruling Queen.

Jager, a vampire she’s hungered after for years, allows himself to become her prey. But with his promise of sinful, wicked pleasure comes a catch. Jager only wants her as his slave. Nothing more.

Tate has no plans to bow down to him…until Jager shares a shocking truth with her. Suddenly Fate is playing hardball.

Excerpt

“So this is what you like.” A long male body pressed hot against mine. Large hands caught my fingers and lifted them, pinning them to the silk-covered wall. I groaned at the press of my breasts into a hard, muscled chest. How the hell had I missed him? “To lurk and listen.”

“Jager…” His name was a sigh, of bitterness or relief, I didn’t know. “Kneel.”

His laughter rumbled. “Are you serious, Tate?” His mouth hovered over mine, his breath sweet and hot. I ached to close that short distance and taste him. “Do you really think I’m that easy?”

I lifted my focus from the insane temptation of his mouth to his eyes. “Yes,” I said.

The corners crinkled and a spark of amusement gleamed. “I’ll enjoy sliding the silver collar around your neck. Then I’ll push you down onto your knees and fuck your mouth.” His solid erection rubbed against my abdomen and I tried to ignore the pulse of need, thick and heavy, low in my belly. “Deny that’s got you wet, Tate.”

“Deny you don’t want to taste me.”

He caught my wrists in one hand, the other free to explore the length of my body. His thumb brushed against a pebbled nipple and I hissed. Dropping his hand lower, he started to bunch the silk of my dress. He exposed my thigh, my hip and his fingers slid across my belly. Muscles shivered under the slow brush, the light scrape of his nails under my navel.

I sucked in a breath, my gaze fixed on his. Heat flared in the darkness of his eyes, promising power and wickedness. His thumb pressed lower, lower until he teased my clitoris. I gasped and Jager’s mouth covered mine, his tongue hot, sweet and I arched my hips into his clever fingers. He tasted…addictive. The first kiss deepened, melted into another and I moaned. I needed to fuck him against the wall and then he would fall to his knees and that oh-so-talented mouth would find me—

He pulled back, and his hot whisper brushed my ear. “When you’re my escravo, nothing about you will be denied to me.”

The words jolted sense back into my brain. I licked my lips and gave him a wry smile, ignoring the growl of my beast that wanted Jager buried deep, deep inside my body. “Of course, you’re making the assumption that I plan to hunt you.”

“Aren’t you doing that right now?”

My smile grew. “I was happily listening to an orgy. You pinned me to the wall, Jager.” He stilled. I had him. I’d made no move on him. I, as the hunting queen, was the one who had to initiate contact. “A little too eager to fuck me, perhaps?”

His hands slid away and he stepped back. The loss of his warmth almost had me shivering but I kept the smile on my face. Quick fingers smoothed down the front of my gown.

“Thank you for firing my blood. I’m sure my mate will appreciate it.”

His mouth thinned and his hands balled into fists. I had to wonder whether this was the first mistake he had ever made. And in front of a lowly reiver, too. I patted his cheek, his skin smooth and warm under my fingers. “Better luck with the next reiver.”

“I still have time. We’ll see how long you can resist me.”

I laughed. “Arrogant much?” I lifted an eyebrow. “But then the same could be said of me.” I glanced down at the thick erection straining against his trousers. “Something’s got you hard.” I flicked a hand back down the darkened corridor. “Go and play with your escravo, Jager. They may have a use for you.” Fury pulsed off him and my beast delighted in it. My grin widened. “Go on, run along now.”

The sudden slide of his fangs gleamed in the low light. My pulse jumped and the soft spice of my scent spiraled through the cool air. Jager’s hard chest lifted as he drew in a deep breath. “Run,” he muttered, his low voice no more than a growl.

“I’m the hunter here, Jager. And I choose not to hunt you.”

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ISBN: 1-41992-1155 Length: Novella
Price: $4.45

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Written in novella form, “Consort” by Kim Knox is a fantastic erotica paranormal story. The main characters are incredibly sensual, and the erotic scenes are powerfully written. I also enjoyed the author’s creation of the hierarchy and tradition in this vampire story. Don’t miss out on the chance to read this one!

JERR
I enjoyed Consort and the author’s unusual take on Vampire hierarchy, politics, and society