Steamy Excerpt – Forsaken Paradise by Elise Whyles


What could be more dangerous than loving a rogue?

Condemned as a rogue and punished by his master, Angrail, one of the Seven Paradise Walkers, has wandered mortal and immortal worlds for centuries. He's determined to find those responsible for killing an innocent woman and the child she carried, no matter the cost to himself.

Ephynia, a demoness with scars, has spent a lifetime serving Nerafail, Lord of the Dead. When she unwittingly stumbles upon the one being who can end her loneliness, the battered Angrail, her life changes forever.

Unknown to Angrail and Ephynia, evil lurks in the shadows. There are those who believe Angrail and Ephynia are the key to preventing a coming war—a war that they need to take place—and they seek to end their lives.

Can Angrail find love in the arms of a demoness at war with herself? Or will the secrets hidden within the bowels of their worlds destroy them before they can find peace?

Content Warning: contains violence, demon temper tantrums, graphic sex, and anal sex

 

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"Hurt you?" Angrail's low groan slipped through the haze in her mind.

Ephynia shook her head. It didn't hurt. Rolling her hips, she sighed as her body relaxed, accommodating his size. "I've never been with anyone as large as you." The admission was forced from her.

She moaned with the roll of his hips, the press of his thighs against her ass, his knees against her back. A faint twinge rolled along her nerves before heat suffused her body. Grinding against him, she whimpered, her eyes rolling back in her head at the waves of pleasure coursing over her.

She'd never taken a lover so deep, so hard, and the quick tumble in that tiny hotel room hadn't hinted at this. Her teeth sank into her lip, drawing a drop of blood. It rolled down her lip, dripping onto her chin and then her nipple. She swallowed a scream as his tongue laved at the nipple, swirling, teasing.

"More," Ephynia pleaded, rising and sinking, embracing the length within her. Passion flowed like wine through her veins as she worked her hips. Muffled grunts and groans from the man beneath her acted like tiny whips driving her headlong into the race for completion.

Her head thrown back, Ephynia bit back a cry at the scalding pulse of Angrail's orgasm. The rhythmic shudders, the flashes of movement from his cock, the waves of his ejaculate as it hit her cervix. Leaning forward, she met his stare, her hips rolling, grinding her cl*t against him as she sought her own pleasure.

Her teeth sank into his shoulder as her orgasm hit. Waves of color washed over her. Her body trembled, bucking against her lover. Nails scored deep furrows along his shoulders, his chest, as she hovered on the precipice of darkness before falling into the abyss.

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